having a hard time adjusting
wanna travel the world
till my wheels start rusting
give me no compass
give me no sign
just flick the invisible string
that has always tied me to you
the rituals we have are small enough
that we could keep them alive forever
if we wanted to
like I could stay in this hotel room forever
never thinking twice
if you stay too
and I could never look at anything else
unless I'm looking at only you
they say
not all who wonder are lost
but it's not wanderlust for the outside world
no
it's wanderlust for your mind
to travel outside of my comfort zone
as long as you are there to jump in the water first
and watch me jump in after
adjusting back to being all alone
inside this empty house
not wanting to care about my own needs
when I'm caring about who grabbed the key before they left the room
its hard to be in my home
when home feels like an open wound
its hard to be anywhere when all I want is you
your a memory on a big screen
that plays in my head on a loop.