As I realize
that what you are to meis unrealizableyou’re reaching out,sending parts of you,through screens and microphones.We will always be part of the same whole.
a pair of elephants tucked ‘neath
the foot of my bedas visions of fancyrun through my head
you keep apologizing
i sayit’s okit’s okit’s okbut you’re not okand neither am i
not a pendulum
unsteady at bestinconsistency the only constantI’ll try to be your foothold,though I don’t know what I’ll hold on toone second I’m all yoursthe next I’m lost and alone
I’m sorry if it’s too late
Self Pity
I don’t want to cast my shadow
overyourglow beacon light
I love this story
lets let it unfoldand we’ll reveal itto each otherlike the stories of old
tap your thumbs
that’s how we communicateI miss you:taptap taptaptaptap taptap autocorrect tapsenddid you mean that?did you say that?did yousay what you meant?or mean what you sent?