Work in progress....

i would wait forever if only you would have me

i don't know where you live and i don't know what you're called

i only wish that you could see me standing here with open arms

i'm willing and i'm waiting and i'm ready for the fall

the thing that keeps me up most in the night is the idea that

the probabilities of ever finding you at all

are sub atomically tiny it probably won't happen

words can't even describe this new idea of small

So go on ahead and live your life and i will continue with mine

and maybe someday i'll find you and everything will click

and you will feel like you've found me the one that you've been searching for

and for the first time in your life you won't be feeling sick

you've been liviing with this sickness as long as you've known what sickness was

and as long as i've been aware of myself i've felt the same

the sickness is the fear of life the fear that you will find no one

the thought that no matter what choice you make you will be the one to blame

you come to me you drink with me we lay out in the open grass

you kiss me on my bitter mouth right before you take my heart

and squeeze it with you grip so hard and run away some place real far

as you sit there crying about your thoughts i wonder why i fall so hard

i wish that i could have you and i wish that i could hold you

i wish that i was the one that you would choose to be with

i think i am the one you want but for some reason you just can't

accept the things you feel yeah i'm just another brick

in this wall around yourself you build you hide behind your words and books

you rationalize over analyze everything i do

maybe one day you will come to accept that you feel these things too

you're the one that's best for me and i'm that one for you