Then you walked right past me, like your time wasn’t for me.Looked right in your eyes, I wanted you to see.
Stayed down for too long. I’m leaving, can’t worry anymore about who’s wrong. I’m gone.
Letting it burn slowly, I need more time.
Smoke filled bedroom, laid up.
What’s the point of titles, when he still…
What happens when I chill,
Enjoy me, and my life?
Outside of him.
That’s love to me.. I still fight it a little,
with fear comes doubt.
Trying to figure it out.. My love.
The battle between, what I know is for me, and everything else.
I asked for him. We created this.