Will you come over and hold me?
          You asked me
          On a Saturday evening,
It’s cold and I need your warmth…

I don't know what I'm supposed to say,
          I trembled,
I guess I’ve lost my sense of direction,
          I mumbled as I looked down.

Please? Just one more night?
I promise it’ll be the time of your time,
          You beg, yet seem to not get the point
          That not everything will come to you so easily.

I’m sorry,
But you’ve got me all wrong.
I don’t want to feel anymore.
I just want to escape from this storm.

I couldn't imagine myself without your warmth,
but now i guess i'll go cold hoping you'll still come by
on some fall or winter night to hold me close once more.
I know these thoughts only live in dreams, though.
I only wish i could have held you once more.

I swear
I could've drawn
Angles on your cheeks—
Tracing your freckles
With the tips of my fingers.

You'd laugh
And start to cry.
From the warmth
In our touch, I suppose.

You'd try
To brush my hand away.
But I know you're sensitive
To the spark in our love.

It's too late though
When I realize what I've sone.
Now only Angels fly away
From the demons on your face.
My hands are cursed.

I swear, I didn't know.

I can run
to the far edges of my heart
and hope to escape its gravity,
that which pulls me closer to you
over and over
and over and over
over over over
and over over
and over...

But i can only take so much force
before i begin to collapse
under all of the weight.
so what happens when
the gravity is switched off?

It's over.

Your insecurities,
they burn a scar across your skin
(where i once kissed),
and leave ashes on the ground
(where i slept when i missed you)

I have always been consumed by the illusion
that you were all I needed.
But every time you pushed harder and harder,
I realized that you were the one thing
I should have needed the least.

Love is not the need for someone
to keep your demons at bay;
love is the exact opposite.

Love is a craving for a feeling
to share experiences with another being.
It is the moments in which you catch each other other’s eyes
and can’t help but smile, indulging in the excitement
of each other’s presence with no expectations or promises.

But to need someone,
that is now beyond me.

Even if you're not insane
you'll still see shadows out of the corner of your eyes.
you'll still feel the breathless night cast moonlight on your neck.
but you may not feel the touch that there could've been
if you had stayed awake long enough to say my name.

it's not my fault that i haunt your brain
with nightmares of heartless cages trapping you
instead of my arms wrapping you in warmth and love.
what do we do now? do we walk away?

no, we sit down and wait for the swings to sway.
we spell out each other's name during our late night games.
we unlock the cage that keeps us frozen
like a picture that holds one perfectly still frame.
yet at the end of the day, we'll still scream from the pain.