Maybe it’s the losing people that makes them more lovable
Maybe it’s the edge
Rather than the dependability
I’ve always hated that-
I usually end up pushed over the edge when I stand too close
Lovers always say they just want a taste
They want the wind on their face
And they want to see the thrill on mine when I close my eyes and lean out across the vast nothingness
But then they push you
Instead of grabbing you
And then I am falling
All over again
Feb 22, 2022
Feb 22, 2022 at 12:17 PM UTC
Maybe it’s the losing people that makes them more lovable
Maybe it’s the edge
Rather than the dependability
I’ve always hated that-
I usually end up pushed over the edge when I stand too close
Lovers always say they just want a taste
They want the wind on their face
And they want to see the thrill on mine when I close my eyes and lean out across the vast nothingness
But then they push you
Instead of grabbing you
And then I am falling
All over again