Your skin still smells like, The first time I touched you: Like late Sunday afternoons, On long weekends, Sweeter than expected, With all the time in the world.
Our tears fall down our face And land in our lap Our pencil slips from our hand And lands on the ground A glass falls from a shelf And lands broken on the counter
We are falling Sometimes apart But everything must land We will land Some of us broken Others stronger than ever But as we fall we fall together As we break we break together As we land we land together And as we heal we heal together
I can't remember what its like To get to know someone. Tricky to trust that Guys gazing tell truths. Pretty words have never mattered. I knew to ignore them, But now I fear them. Where did the process go? Were there steps to this that I simply forgot? Or was I too free with all of me And that's why I got hurt?
In a crowded room I look down at the floor I close my eyes and all is no more I'm swept away To a world of my own Only me here, I'm back in my zone I don't have to worry About people or things I drown out the chatter That anxiety brings But all too soon my misted mirror must fade I'm out of my mind And back to the charade.