Numerous things
It isn't like I can list them as they come to me
Just picking one thing is like picking specific strands
out of a bundle of hay
You are the way
You are the way
You are the way
I pictured love to be

A many miles seperation
can't be what you want up close
everything about this exist
the way it does in binary code
Probably the best way
cuz there's no way
everything that's said could mean a thing
If we ever meet
the fantasy is always better than reality

I wanna give up.

I want to be wanted

I want to be chased

I want to run in circles

I want to make a figure 8

And you get used to it

So when I stop
It'll be unexpected

Like an empty cavern
This hollow secret place was once barred and closed off
Till you stepped in like a miner
with your lamp of words and touch
You turned this place into your home
Little did I know, day by day
You'd dig in close
And chip away at me
more and more
Till the day you cast me like a die in a game
I couldn't yet know I was to be a pit stop
on your road to find a place to go
I was not the knight that had come to rescue you, if only it were so
I went from being a lonely soul
To now understanding what more the world could hold

I know it wasn't the end goal
But my naivety
Left me without a way to know that I would be
a paper castle in a storm....