most of the time i find myself running after you, desperate to hold onto something
even though the only thing worth holding is you.
light sometimes guides my path to you but somehow i get stuck
in darkness and it consumes me it consumes me and i'm stuck following your
afterthought like you've tucked me away in your back pocket.
carrying all this weight i runrunrun after you hoping that at some point the
rain will stop and i can show you the sunshine again.
although every time i try he covers your shadow and i stand by waiting for you
internally wishing i had you all to myself and we could run away and i could
give you all the primroses you ever wanted and the
irises of your beautiful eyes catch my breath and when you're not looking
my fingers try to trace memories into your smiles and
i pretend you hear me when i say i love you under my breath.
sometimes when i think of you butterflies dance on my shoulders and
shreds of my heart tie themselves around my neck.
you're something i can truly never have but if i pretend
over and over part of me still thinks somewhere i'm there tucked
under your pillow when you go to sleep at night.