I don’t know what I’m waiting for
or what I’m doing.
But there has to be something more.
otherwise we are just losing.

I try and be your friend
but I feel like you’re just
waiting for it to be the end.

As we search on,
I go and pray
and you get your gear on.
But standing in a church
doesnt make me religious
just like standing on sand
can’t make me the ocean

I’m fighting with myself
to believe in Him
like I’m fighting with you
to save a friendship started
on a whim.

And although once in a while,
you swim with me and make me smile.
I’m not because it feels
I am the one fighting, angry at you.

Like the eye from the storm,
you showed me a light.
Like honey to the bees,
you brought me delight.
When i thought I was blind,
you gave me sight.

But then you went away,
before I had the chance to say
Good bye.

And those nights
oh those nights we shared
together,
Those days we had
that we thought would last forever.
Those laughs we had at your expense
because your rants were so light and intense
all at the same time.

But plans changed
and when you rearranged my heart,
you left me to blame
and it would never be the same.
So now where do I start?