what if what is isn't true
what if I'm not true
       because every path I go always brings me back to you
what if I'm a part of you
       something that got lost years ago, now found
       a lonely person, walking alone, waiting
what if I adore you too much
       adore you, your life, your shame, your kindness
       adore all the little things you do
       things no one understands,
       only you
       and me.

the remaining moments of my life
where i drown my thoughts beside my shadow
keep me from losing my sanity
like cold and freezing breath in the winter

i gently rub my head on the pillow
while i count up all the bad things that occurred
forever lost to roam the unknown

and though i never truly felt happy
never felt that burning flame of victory
i still thank the nature that sent me here
that created my miserable life