i can't.
i want to say that i won't
but it wouldn't be true.
if i, instead, say i can't,
i can easily conjure up a choir of whys.
can't pull at you.
can't bust things up.
can't promise greener grass.
can't promise to stay or
that you won't regret
decisions made.
i want to.
so badly.
but i know with you
i am wont to want
so, i'll stay with can't.
i'll turn cold,
i'll steele, and i'll
remember the multitude of whys.
hurry home sad blue eyes;
before a storm brought on by
why not
whips you free and throws us
both
into unpredictable winds.
Oct 7, 2017
Oct 7, 2017 at 4:28 PM UTC
i can't.
i want to say that i won't
but it wouldn't be true.
if i, instead, say i can't,
i can easily conjure up a choir of whys.
can't pull at you.
can't bust things up.
can't promise greener grass.
can't promise to stay or
that you won't regret
decisions made.
i want to.
so badly.
but i know with you
i am wont to want
so, i'll stay with can't.
i'll turn cold,
i'll steele, and i'll
remember the multitude of whys.
hurry home sad blue eyes;
before a storm brought on by
why not
whips you free and throws us
both
into unpredictable winds.
