Do you ever just run, and not stop? Keep going and make the distance very great. Before that, did you tell them you were going? Leaving so abruptly, you hardly could pause for a thought or two. Cause a stir and don't turn your head to see the spin.
Arrest me with your mind and undress me with your eyes. Remind me that it is weakness that brought me here but then beg me for confidence. Let bodies twist and turn, become one in the dusk and two in the morning. The moon doesn't wait for romance, such as the mood won't care for lit candles.
Do you read, see, hear, talk and know things like this but yet sit there and wonder why you haven't gone? There's a reason why. But when you can't place that reason, all that's left to decide is why you haven't gone yet. If I am wired again, this time you won't be there to hold me down and ask me what I'm doing. I'm taking glue with scratched hands and trying to stick the wounds shut tight. Fix up. But hard not to grab a bottle and pour out tears by the unit. So much unnecessary mess!
Crush the kindred spirit, it'll still remain in pieces. The parent child.
There's a black pool calling out for the last of my love, and that is gladly given. Whatever left, not dried up.
Should we chose to read things back with clear vision on the cards, will we like what we see? Silence should take you as a willing prisoner.
Write a note, screw it up and throw it out.