Avoiding
Detour
Pretend
Ignore

Silence the
Truth
And ignore
The lie

Nervous.
Frightened.
Caring.
Space.

Words.
Smiles.
Memories.
Hea­rts race.

Feelings
Break
Hands
Shake

One
Gives
One
Takes

One
Destr­oys
One
Creates

One
On time
One
Always late

Trust
Begins
But trust
Always fades

proving
misconstruing.

hearing
sneering

fearing
weary.

salty air,
not by the sea.

inches like miles,
and choked back tears.

Intimate
Isn't it?

Lovin it,
Making it.

Intuative
Into it.

if people knew
the thought you have when they are away

do you think, they'd contemplate
the idea of staying?

do you think it'd change their mind?

do you think it'd change their heart?

even if it didn't..

do you think it'd be a start?

i could tell you i'm devastated
i could tell you i scream in pain,
as i fall asleep as night
but what would i really gain?

i could tell you i physically ache.
i could tell you i'll never love no one else
but at the end of the night,
i'm saying all these things to just myself