A respond to Snow on The Beach - Jack Antonoff, A. taylor Swift

A respond to "Snow On The Beach"

Jack Antonoff, A. Taylor Swift A monologue

The skies were black When i came back to You I was lying to believe So i had not to explain Art No one understands Until you show it And it speaks for itself

The roughness

The chosen colors

The signature of mine On a painting Or this writing of mine

To a man named Jack Who is close to David My myth story is a blink away Until i could ever say I find you beautiful Jack

The skies were golden blue When i came back to You I was crying to be happy So i didn't had to explain What was going on I didn't had to talk

I had a breakdown, And no one around Who knew Me

But only the crying was present So people asked If i was okay

That moment between Loneliness and sadness

I, must confess Are breaking my heart in two There is room in the breakage line For another mark in time

So you made me shy I have seen Your face in my mind And i stopped crying The thought was peaceful Because of You, Jack

There are days where the sky is white Of the nuclear flashes

The attacks, World being on the edge of existing and fading When I look up the sky and question if you look at it too And care as much as me if we still see each other one day I think about the insects

The birds

Anything what grew up with me Including even Ants I don't want to miss them tomorrow Will there be a tomorrow?

I wish i could hold You one day And look up at the sky

And kiss

So we can let go

What has to go

So we can love

30-11-1995

07-05-2023

To Jack Antonoff

Nadiya Amina A.M. Mohado Sheikh Nur