Feels like I'm coming around,
so finally
To see everything is how
it's always been. But now
it's for me
It's mine, you've set it aside, and
you're showing me
So if life really gets to be
like this,
why were we even complaining,
let alone
so mightily?
And I want to believe,
it's true
all of it,
not just the good parts.
But I can't find anything bad
to even it out to believable
I feel like I've missed half the world,
half my life, not knowing you
I want to spend the rest of our lives
dancing to
each other's music
I think we were meant to
So tell me
what you think of that,
and of everything
and everywhere
The same view I've always looked out from
isn't there
I'm seeing it all as if this
is a world
in which I could live, with you
It's making me think all the people
are secretly good
they're just waiting for me and you
to be in on this
And I want to believe it's true
all of it, not
just the good parts.
But I can't find anything bad
to even it out
to believable
I feel like I've missed half the world,
half my life, not knowing you
I want to spend the rest of our lives
dancing to
each other's music
as if we were meant to
And this is one purpose in life
there may be others,
but this is surely one.
And everything could have led up
to something else, entirely wrong.
But in fact, everything has led up
to this, and this
has made everything fit,
and make sense, and work,
and come back. I just wish
that I hadn't had
so many defenses built up
from trying to live
through the lack.
And I want to believe it's true
all of it, not just
the good parts.
But I can't find anything bad
to even it out
to believable
I feel like I've missed half the world,
half my life, not knowing you
I want to spend the rest of our lives
dancing to
each other's music
and I mean to.
If you mean to?
We are meant to
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Beautiful.
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