The thoughts are in between us,
Like a thousand tiny rays of natural light.
And every time I take a breath,
I tremble just because I know you’re right.
Your empathy will ground me,
Like a thousand tiny tons of nothing new.
To be friends, we are determined
But as people, we are stuck in time with glue.
And every line I cross, I cross out with a pencil
It’s tough to figure out what I am going through.
For no one truly knows exactly what will stop me
From turning upside down.
Call me hopeless, optimistic, cynical or masochistic
I know when to stop and when to sigh.
You leave me feeling guilty, lost, impressed and curious.
I wish that I could float away, neglect to say goodbye.
Now all the words are swimming
Through a crowded tub of compromising means.
Hardly clever or communicating
Patience, just enough to drop the dream.
But shortly I’ll discover
What hadn’t yet occurred to me before.
I am down again, I’m down again
Determined not to think of what we were.
And every line I cross, I cross out with a pencil
It’s tough to figure out what I am going through.
For no one truly knows exactly what will stop me
From turning upside down.
Call me hopeless, optimistic, cynical or masochistic
I know when to stop and when to sigh.
You leave me feeling guilty, lost, impressed and curious.
I wish that I could float away, neglect to say goodbye.
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