I feel the rush in my blood in my bones there's something a tension like a current in a river like a storm against a tree like a foot on blades of grass something took ahold of me and i couldn't quite shake it that unnerving feeling that left me wondering questioning thinking and i didn't really know what to do so i called you but you didnt pick up so i sat in the dark so i thought to myself and anyone else who was listening my mind was numb from chasing away those feelings chasing away the darkness chasing away my fears and i always kept thinking until you called me back but it was half past one and i was tired and all that time i wish you would have told me it was going to be ok i wish you would have held me close to you i wish i didn't give you unrealistic expectations but i was hurting and it was a wednesday and i was only wishing for you.
I don't think any of this made sense but you sure do I think?