If I could keep
Every conversation in a box
In a secret kept with a lock
I'd call it home
And cast it to sea

If I could touch
Every pinprick on my heart
All the things that make love hard
I'd brush my fingers
On a listless possibility

And if I could know
That two people can't stay in love
The rules all change when you grow up
Then maybe then my world
Could continue

sometimes i like to think of
possibilities of past mistakes

and what if you never even noticed?
and what if i never believed you.

can you hear what i say?
do you hear me halfway?
do you want me to stay
or am i just in your way?
and this mess we made,
are we on the same page?
should i disengage?
i really don't have all day...

on autumn days like this i like
to sit and watch the chill
pass by your experience

and your smoke will envelop both of us
as we laugh about what the people don't know
and never will