I sit here miles away from my heart.
Typing and deleting, typing and deleting, these pointless words into this phone.
And for the first time in a long time I'm experiencing something new. A weight, this tiny little phone feels like a cinder block and as crazy as this sounds I think what I'm feeling is all this pain I'm causing you. At the edge of my fingertips, and this phone is you, it's the pain, it's my regret, it's the only thing I have to bring myself to you.