All I ask for
'Just open my eyes'
and I am wasted by you.
A muddle of thought.
So it goes.
How it is.
What I want, isn't this.
It's all arbitrary.
You know how to mess with my heart.
Tangled by the words on your tongue.
Oh, for the love of God.
So it goes.
How it is.
What I want, isn't this.
Though it proceeds.
It's all so cautionary.
Close my eyes, it's your face I see.
Oh, how you look back at me
And that grip tightens 'round my existence.
Let me go.
You won't know,
How things work
If I don't get to leave.
What you want, isn't this.
Your blissful whispers keep me awake
The wind: your embrace
A gust: your breath
And the stars above us reminiscent of the string that ties
You and I.
Yet, what I want, isn't this.
Mar 18
Mar 18, 2026 at 8:52 AM UTC
All I ask for
'Just open my eyes'
and I am wasted by you.
A muddle of thought.
So it goes.
How it is.
What I want, isn't this.
It's all arbitrary.
You know how to mess with my heart.
Tangled by the words on your tongue.
Oh, for the love of God.
So it goes.
How it is.
What I want, isn't this.
Though it proceeds.
It's all so cautionary.
Close my eyes, it's your face I see.
Oh, how you look back at me
And that grip tightens 'round my existence.
Let me go.
You won't know,
How things work
If I don't get to leave.
What you want, isn't this.
Your blissful whispers keep me awake
The wind: your embrace
A gust: your breath
And the stars above us reminiscent of the string that ties
You and I.
Yet, what I want, isn't this.
