I don't want to be weak,
Can't let you know I need you.
'Cause I've never needed,
Only provided.
And the power you hold?
Keeps my brain and heart divided.

The last time I texted him,
the flowers were growing,
I'm still waiting for his reply,
and now it started snowing,
I won't give up,
I still have faith,
but even the strongest leaves fall
when they're made to wait.
I'm on my knees hoping he'll come back,
knowing **** well it's not meant to be,
but I'm not ready to raise the white flag yet.
Some would say it's love,
others say it's ignorance,
but it's none of the above,
it's a despair of limerence,
a lie in my head,
a fantasy of what could have been said.

I've been a thousand women
For a handful of men,
Each act greater than the last
But never enough for an encore.

At the end of the night
When I take off my mask,
Ready to be the one they fall for,
It's only emotional baggage left.

So I'll pack it up
And put it away neatly,
In case they ever return,
And I'll yearn
And I'll wish
And I'll dream
For someone to WANT to
Want to be with me

Love is not felt
It is not taken, still given
When you’re dying in the midst of the heaven
Who do you call on?
An angel
The angel comes and you feel like living again
But it’s not the same
For the angel left an angel shaped hole
Agape of pain
You’re scouring this earth you don’t see him
He said he's not of this world
You don’t believe him
Searching face to face
Continent to continent
You run away wasting the precious gift
That he gave that day
Your life back
But what is worth living
When you live in the memory of his face
Trying to find his race
Trying to track down every mortal man
It is just a chase
You don’t feel your heart flutter with any of them
You never did until that fateful day
When you almost died
And he came to show his face
Graced his presence to keep you apace
And you did and it felt great
But now he’s gone; he was never there
A figment of your imagination
It’s been far from fair
How can you love a man that was never there?
How can you feel what you feel and have no release of the burden of finding
When everything’s been blinding
You can’t see you’ve been blind
You could never see, you were always blind.

What if the bad thing didn't happen?
If we erased that day,
Forgot the feelings too
Would I be this sad right now?

What if the good thing didn't happen?
If we erased that night,
Forgot those feelings too
Would I be this sad right now?