I once said I wished we were in love.
but it's only a daydream.
it runs through my head
in every moment that you hold me
and I feel love seeping through your veins
like light sneaks between the blinds at dawn-
I don't believe in god but I think
you were very right when you said
thunderstorms were his tears
at the sight of our intangible bond
that he will never get his hands on,
and only he knows his own angels
would try to strike me down
in jealously that they themselves
could not cling to you like I do.
I am stuck in a vortex of unfortuante
pain and dull days and bad luck,
but in a single moment you manage
to pull me from the depths of my grave-
untangle the roots that have grown
around my bones-
all with a single smile.
I love you, so much in fact that nothing I do
or say will ever begin to explain
how I wish I could give you the world,
because I know you could fix it.
I wish I could keep you here,
and maybe you would call it home.
I wish we were in love,
but it's only a daydream.