for right now my heart is achy,
breaky,
painful
as i am pulled
onto whatever path you see fit
it's become a tug of war
between pathos and logos
but i was overpowered long ago

is there a right way to love?
if there is, this isn't it
i'm filling my lungs with toxic gas
and my heart is melting slowly
but i've convinced my brain
to let it be
and tell myself
this poison is all for you

is there a right way to love?
i jumped into the sky
wings made of soft touches
and midnight calls
but you stopped supplying
what made me fly
and im hurtling to
the ground of harsh reality

is there a right way to love?
we crossed paths,
too early, too late
or maybe we were never
meant to reach a crossroad.