i cannot do you justice
when i am with you,
i feel content
and i use my breath to tell you
that with you is the only time
that i don’t vehemently seek change
you say something in response
but i don’t think that you believe me
maybe it would hurt to much
if you thought that i was wrong
or maybe you believe him, i don’t know.
he was around and explained it all to me
i think he’s full of shit because
that’s going to happen every time
unless it doesn’t, i hope it won’t
and there’s no reason not to dive in
because there might be water.
and i listen to him and refute the arguments
but i don’t really care
i am just a joey in your pouch
and everything is wonderful
now
even if its not wonderful later, i’ll love you the whole time and i will never ever forget you. you’re just too beautiful for that.
when we’re apart
i try to write it all down
because i never want to forget you
and i never want to forget this
but i cannot do you justice
especially with words.