You said it in a simple way. 4am the second day. How strange that I don't know you at all. But I feel as though I've known you for so long. We stumbled through the long goodbye, one last kiss and catch my flight. (Right when I was about to fall.)
I told myself not to get attached, but in my mind I keep playing it back, faster then the plane that took me. Now the feelings are sinking in, and I don't want to miss you like this. I guess now you're in those country roads today, I wish I could be there. I don't want to need you this way, this feeling of lonesome weekends without you here. Come back, be here.
The delicate beginning rush, the feelings that you can know so much without knowing anything at all. The way he makes you're heart dance when hes in the room. And now that I can't put this down, and if I've known what I've know I wouldn't have played so nonchalant.
Sky trains cabs and busy streets, they never bring you back to me. I can't help but wish you took me with you. This is falling in love in the cruelest way, and this falling for you when you are worlds away. This is not fair that you're not around.
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