It would be raining,
And I would have my head low,
And I really probably should,
But I can't.

And I feel the fever
Boiling my blood,
And maybe I'm just a hopeless romantic,
But I want to hear kind words off your lips,
And I want to hear how well you know me,
And I want you to love me
How I love
You so.

And due to my own
Logic and equations,
Numbers look the same,
But I know the outcome will be different.

I have to breathe
And tell myself
The outcome will be different.

I see patterns,
And maybe I'm wrong to be seeing what I see
But it scares
The ******* out of me.

(And trust me, I know hell is ******)

Tears sting at my eyes,
But I bite them back,
Because I can really feel
The cold of the distance between us,
And maybe it's just fear,
But I am cold and
Craving to be held.

But with each response
You send to me,
And each time I read the kindness
Behind your words,
My heart gets a little lighter,
And the night gets a little brighter,
And my wings slowly
Unfurl.

Today has been a hard day,
And a bad day,
But I hope desperately
That you could help this night be
A little better.

I want to unfurl my wings
And take off,
Fly away,
Fast and swiftly
With you at my side.

This fever is making
My thoughts and words
A little broken,
A little disjointed.

Who cares?

Maybe I don't.

I just miss you,
I guess.