maybe I’m dramatic
like you said
maybe I’m overreacting
it’s all in my head
but when I look at you
a mirror and a window
we both see right through
sometimes my vision tunnels
a target and a spiral
centered and focused on you
if someone asked me last year
would I do what I did
I think I would again
you draw me in
like a painting waiting to happen
and I fall after you
as you lead me to beautiful places I’ve never seen
one day I think we’ll go further
farther than in my dreams
pink skies and endless nights
maybe somewhere in Italy
if you keep me like a sad puppy
at a cost of your heart
would you regret letting me in
drenched from the clouds
crying more than I do
puddles on your floors
would you still open the door
I can be quiet
and that would be a lie
I beg that you don’t shut me up
for worse or for better
in sickness and in health
please never shut me out
don’t put me away
you can’t reach forever
and I can’t stay
I won’t sit still
I’ll be loud and aggrieved
a different path
not so far away from me
a turn and a circle
I’d be gone
to be haunted by you would be a blessed curse
hiding in the cracks in the floors of my old home
waiting to be torn apart by your memory
it hurts worse
when we’re on good terms








