There’s a part of me that wishes everything would go right
And there is a part of me that is afraid to be real with people
Because I’ve been hurt so many times
Because I’ve never been enough
While simultaneously being too much
There’s a dawn to even the darkest night
But what if I’m a rogue planet?
Hurtling through the cosmos?
Is there any hope for me, besides crashing?
Or perhaps to escape the gravity of even the greatest star devourers, out into the endless nothing?
Signaling a nearby star did nothing
I desperately I wanted to revolve around someone
So desperately
Maybe revolve with someone around something
I feel, in the evening, among to sounds of late Summer gatherings, so devoid of connection in this place
You’re still the one
And I don’t know why
And I don’t know why
But this is more about them than it is about me
Still about their happy ending
And mine is still gone
This song isn’t about me
It’s endless
This road I’ve taken
And lonely
What a curious moment for Arcturus to pop through the clouds
If it’s not right in front of me it’s like it was never there at all
Kissing the stars goodnight
Coming and going behind the clouds
What is the meaning of a smile?
Why does it feel like a secret power bestowed by the gods?
Like something I own, but that I also give away
To any passing spirit that grabs my attention
I wish I could fix this world
Quell the fears
So much fear
Something that can be hard to handle if you’re not trained
I’ve done nothing but face my fears these past few weeks
It is a mystery
Really, he should feel special
Oh well
Maybe I’m just not interested in people?
No, that’s obviously a lie
But people always turn out
Colder than I expected
What is this, Queen hour?
Somebody to Love is like my begrudging anthem
I wish I had somebody to love
Someone to accept it
Who recognises that it’s been damaged beyond believe and needs help repairing
I guess if it’s not
I should be more thoughtful of the thing
I have missed every day without you
And the clock ticks away
May the same thing that saves me save you
For some reason I have to fight
So you do too
It’s just a song
Someday we’ll be thinking about how that song isn’t about us anymore
Until then I suppose the night is my life
And the day is an unfortunate in
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