i think we both built it up too much
hoping truth would be something wonderful
and finding out that it was just immediate.
no delay between our feelings and our words.
no interval between when i fall
and when my knees hit the carpet.
there was a pause right before the door slammed
but it was just long enough for me to say.
now the city buses are just empty enough
and the friends i've left behind
keep leaving me behind. and i've heard
that this world is just too beautiful
for anyone to understand
but i've seen the shades and the scratches and the spots.
and i understand.
it hasn't changed in five whole years.
the door is still about to slam.
but it's waiting just long enough for me to say.
i'm sitting in stasis and dying on the floor.
didn't you know?
this world was made for you.
these words were made for you.
i was made for you.
there was a pause right before the door slammed
when you bit your tongue
but it was just long enough for me to say:
"don't you realize that all of us leave something behind?
we're not going to see each other again.
don't you realize?
i am lost with you."
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