So I've been feeling head backwards
but I'm not trying to make it feel right.
I find it funny you want the sunshine,
and all the comedy in the dark **** gets left to me,
but I didn't come here to berate you,
belittle you, or condemn you.
I came here because although I don't miss love,
well, I kinda miss you.
You are my center when I spin
out of control, up and away,
beyond the clouds.
You are my gatekeeper when I
try to run away from everything.
I try to run away.
I didn't make any reservations for this,
this time or point in reality,
yet here I am.
For you.
I've asked myself a lot of questions,
and tried to stuff the answers in my pockets
and run out the doors before anyone
can grab me. Not this time.
I don't really know why.
I don't, and I didn't miss love,
but honestly, I missed you.