All I ever wanted was for you to think my name
when someone asked you why
you were so happy lately

I loved those nights
3 AM
you'd call and we'd talk
about every little thing that happened that day
the reasons you were still awake

The feeling of being pulled
wherever you are
like elastic
the further apart
the more it hurts
the chaos of losing control of how I felt
in a good way at first

I was only ever afraid of the things I wanted
Because sometimes
the things we want
they meet with reality
collide with reality
and break

Like I collided with you
was caught up in you
was dizzy with you
like being in the eye  of a storm

One that lifts you up
lets you down
and leaves you
to pick up the pieces
left in your wake.