I find myself falling
Like an angel with burning wings
This night has consumed me
Ive committed horrible things
Envy Lust Hatred and Greed
But loving you is the worst indeed
Id ask your forgiveness for I am sick
But vindicated Im not and time doth tick
When you shall wake Ill stay my calling
But till then, Ill continue falling

"Did you know there is only twenty-one letters in the alphabet?"
"No, there's twenty-six."
"Really?"
"Mhm"
"Oh, oops. I forgot. U R A Q T"
Shy smile.
Wide smile.

Is it so absurd?
That you make me nervous
Scared.
Self-conscious.
You make me think in chaotic
loops of meaningless things.
Or mostly meaningless.

What if I told you
I wanted to kiss you
as you stood on the other side of that door
Or as you sat mere inches away from me.

Would you have been surprised?
Maybe, I could see how you would be.
But would it be good or bad?
Would you turn away, or reciprocate?
Or would you smack me?
Or would you pull back, and tell me it's too soon?
Or would you just leave?
Or would you stay?
Or would you...

Do you see what I mean?
All of those thoughts are moot,
now that your not even here
And yet I still think them.
Why?

What if I told you
I want to hold you
Right now.
To wrap you up in my arms
and not let go.
I wonder if you would let me.

What if I told you
I want to lay under the stars
and have you curled up against my side
and we simply
watch.
Maybe talk.
Maybe kiss.
But nothing more.
Maybe just fall asleep
Its usually quite warm out
this time of year

Bah, but you see how pointless this all is right?
I dont want to push, because I could push you away
But I fear not acting, because I have seen women
make these absurd tests up in their head.
'He must make the first move' and then 'he' doesn't
so they move on, thinking him a coward.
But I am only showing respect when I do not act

What if I told you
That you make me crazy?
Like-I-can-barely-breathe-
My-heart-wont-slow-down-
My-pal­ms-wont-stop-sweating-
I-cant-stop-the-thousand-thoughts-
raging-­in-my-head crazy.

What if I told you
I want you to be mine?

What would you say, Angel?

Bah, you make me hate my silence.
I have always been a listener,
An observer
A thinker.
A proverbial introvert.
And I use to cherish it.
I thought myself better because of it.
But now, when I need most to talk
I freeze and think instead.
No, actually, I just freeze, with no thought
Bah, you make me hate my silence

Press me to talk Angel
Ask me questions, any question, you know
Ill answer.
Ask me my dreams, my hopes
My past, my present and future.
And somewhere in all of that
When I feel I can, I promise
Ill start to talk more,
Without you pressing me for it.

Regrettably I am silent
But I am more than willing to change
If that will make you happy.

You know?
Ive been thinking

Even if up, was only left
And gravity was actually that
stuff we put on mashed potatoes
And if lights, were only happy darkness
Id still Love you

Even if flowers caved in
to become Monarchs
And the sun went dark
Because they forgot to change the bulb
And the world ended,
Because squeaky toys were thought strange
Id still Love you

Even if banana's became cobra's
And the sky fell, because no trees are left to hold it
And the stars disappeared,
because of their jealousy of you
(You're quite beautiful.)
Id still love you

Even if I didn't exist
Even if you didn't exist
Id still Love you