or reached out so far I fell over my words
or promised more than I could deliver
or said I love you without meaning it

or planted visions in your head insincere
all I said was meant and from my heart
from the vault where feelings actually exist

and to be your one and to make myself whole
from the deeper things I thought life
was about, to the point where I might

believe life again had meaning, oh, meanings are so
specious, I found, So when I think I see
a shooting star again,

I will question my sight, my sanity
and hold my tongue
mute. Swollen