Just because.

For you,
The answer will always be yes.

Waking to absence

And I hang on to whatever I have left,
Even as it falls to pieces in my hands.

Undercover, Under covers

Weave me into the threads of your stories, stitch me into your patchwork of adventures. Let me hold you together in the ways you unravel me.

If you want me

Are you really here?

Or am I dreaming

I can't tell dreams from truth

For it's been so long

Since I have seen you

I can hardly remember your face anymore 

Run

While I powder my nose,

He will powder his gums,

And if I try to get close,

He is already gone,

Don't know where he's going,

I don't know where he's been.

But he is restless at night,

Cause he has horrible dreams.

So we lay in the dark,

Cause we've got nothing to say.

Just the beating of hearts,

Like two drums in the grey.

I don't know what we're doing,

I don't know what we've done.

But the fire is coming,

So I think we should run.

I think we should 

Mismatch

You will never say all the right things, at just the right time.
Or sit beside me and breathe and tell me, just by being here, that it will be okay.
You cannot reach for me and have me lean into your touch,
Feeling for the one right thing in a world going wrong.

And that's not your fault.
It's not your fault that you cannot fit in all the ways another has before,
Or that you don't make my breath catch at the thought of you.
It's not your fault
That someone can be all the things you need them to be, for you,
But you can't be that for them.

And I'm sorry,
That as much as you want to be,
You can't.