If I am smudged eyes and soft lies
I hope you are clear sight and honest plight
We bite off more than we can chew
So we succumb to the ache of broken jaws
We question the universe and its laws
You are abundant and I am barely there
I am holding onto your image through stares
You are too little and I am too much
Because I can never get enough
But I have my hopes up
We keep trying as if pleading to a god
But there is no god, only love and too much of it
Only pain and a whole future to entertain
I play with the future in my brain
It looks nothing like yours but I keep molding it like clay until that day