know me before it's late
feet hit the ground, but I feel up high
have you done this before?
this story feels different than the others I have read about
it's simpler
slower
thoughts circling too fast to rationally progress
acting on ambition and curiosity
sort through my heart like a music case
let's pretend we are comfortable
even if enjoyment comes from discomfort
intricate conversations, and I will try hard to concentrate
to digest the moment
like a distant movie that I barely recall
you overrate life, build it up to be more exciting than reality
admiration never felt this harsh
knowingly entering
the night where
futures change because of your delicate voice
I won't ever stop thinking
of the arcade where the last quarter rolled
under the bar, but you took my hand and said
let's walk, let's forget, let's live.