Until the ink dries. That's what I say. Maybe those thoughts Will Float away. Memories that are distant Thoughts that Sway. Easily broken like Fragile, freshly blown glass.
i've learned to let go Before i Settle into a Beautiful lie i Imagine Holding on to see YOU In complex scenery All is forgiven And i'll allow for you take back Every word Unspoken i am Broken Conversations Wound around Daydreams
I'll tell you that I love you I fell for you the day You secretly watched me As I gazed at you lovingly Between Your fingers I slipped A friend noted That there is love there Something substantially Real As real as you being taken And I watch her take you Further Tell her she's broken and insecure Run back to me And Reassure these feelings Tell me that my body Is Just fine You can drink away every God awful Memory I'll mend your spirit with Mine
You won't be scared to Tell me you're not okay You will say: "Don't go." As I gather my things With every intention To fall apart on The ride home My home that was shown In the dark and when it was Silent Your violent Rages of wavering Sympathy Are always with me You thought you were Teaching me... I taught you That reservation is for The strong It's okay to be wrong And You are loved Shove me under your Shade and be brave