What I feel for you is
A plethora of emotions
What you feel for me is
A string
Of incoherently
Phrased
Text

I was walking uphill last evening
And I spot
A flock of clouds making home
Before dawn
The daylight is fading
Faster than they anticipated
And suddenly I spot
A street light  
Light up
So the clouds can make their way
home
Safe

You look in the mirror
and say you're not beautiful
when you should have been looking into my eyes
to find that out.

I am made up of nostalgia
I live in my head
I breathe in the memories
And breathe out your embrace
So slowly I can forget
what it is like to held by you
And I can make some space
Your touch lingers on my face
But baby let me move on
Stop tracing those fingers
Even though it's all in my head
I need to make space
For someone else to take my breath
away