Maybe it's not today, maybe it's tomorrow.
Maybe it's not going to happen, maybe it will happen.
Maybe I'm wrong, maybe I'm right.
Maybe it's a one-sided wish,
Maybe it's your incomplete wish.
Maybe it's not us who pulled the trigger,
But the past holding the explosive.
Maybe all we had were actions, with no motive.
Maybe it's just the voices in my head,
Maybe it's your absence from my mindset.
Maybe it's my mirror telling me lies,
Maybe it's the empty skies.

Or maybe it's us,
Or the way you make me feel like a curse.
Have I become crazy?
Call me anything, but don't call me lazy.
Call me a lover before you call me a loser.
I'm aware of my reputation, but I swear I'm not the user.
Call me anything, any name you want,
Or maybe just call me — that's all I want.
Or maybe just look at me with soft eyes and a fake gaze,
I'm aware that my head is a maze.

Are you aware that I love quiet, but your silence I can't stand?
Are you aware that my heart is in the palm of your hand?
Are you aware that I look at you like you're the moon?
Are you aware that you give me the look, like you're not the one?
Maybe you're aware, or maybe you just pretend it well.

I do not know why you do this to me
It's clear I'm not a priority
My eyes open
You prefer them closed
Too late to cover betrayal exposed
To me it's obvious as it can get
Stalling makes me more upset
Either way going to find out
You'll have to confront my pout
The death of consideration at our door
Birthing doubt that loudly roars
Staring at undeniable truth
Witnessing what's in front of me doesn't take a sleuth
My desires to back-burner are pushed aside
Then have the nerve to claim you "tried"
When faced with actions you turn tables
Insisting it's my mindset that is unstable
I've went through cycle over and over hoping it will end
Telling myself to not get angry because it's YOUR money to spend
Even though it's true can't help but feel hurt within
Never learned how to be confident in your ability to win
It must be a lifetime of letdowns and loss
Foolish failures have filled my flesh with frost
Seeming obligated to protect you from your habit
Of course you persist on chasing that white rabbit
As merely mortal you are not to blame
Pull is too severe calling out your name
In your optics a wild glimmer awakens
Want to tame it before your morality is taken
The dawn bridges bad past to promising present's fresh start
Gentle wind whispers words to calm currents crashing in my heart
I follow instincts and they lead to the front door
We would walk together but you don't mirror my strides anymore
And time trickles slower just for having bodies near
I'd live over your shoulder advising choices in your ear
Without fear of flailing or getting lost or stuck
Wandering paths anywhere without giving one ****
I would not hold against you the mistakes recklessly made
Wouldn't be so quick to throw your direction shade
I am a little hasty with my poor attitude
Afraid to fly your leaps of faith I automatically exclude
Rooted in wildflowers intentions sway easily with the breeze
Paint feathers black and white to match piano keys
Borrowed from sunsets is glow warming my ice
Sky calls out a sole last roll of the dice
But the ground quakes beneath our feet
In too much debt to surrender and retreat
A compulsion from a screen formed and it appears it's here to stay
Daring you to raise your bet until there's zero pennies left to play
I carry stress for both our hands
Aching brain responds to negativity's demands
Right this second selfishness has me seeing red
Soon as you mumble "sorry" I'll be holding you in my arms instead

You can't figure me out?
The picture on the box is clear
Piece me together, take your time
Frustrations rise
Pieces are bent
Impatience is high
And my pieces are lost

I am not gonna meditate on you anymore
I am not gonna think about you anymore

You came like a lightening bolt
Then left like you were never here

Making me question my own identity
Making me question my life’s reality

Was it just in my head? Was it a dream?
Was it a nightmare that I didn’t see?

Aloof, my mind strays in different directions
Were you someone I thought you weren’t?

You walked in and embraced me like a child
Told me you wanna hear all about my mind

Held my hand so it wouldn’t shake while i speak
You said you won’t judge me even if I hung myself on a tree

Then one very fine day, you started drifting away
Into the abyss, where I couldn’t even hold onto you

I kept latching onto the shadow you left behind
Tried to manifest you back cause I was always crying

But I’m tired now, and I can’t go on like this
And so they say,
The final act of loving someone,
Is letting them go
So I let you go

We don't cry because something is sad.
We cry because something is more beautiful than we expected it to be.

And we just don’t have that
"more beautiful" thing.