Now you’re almost making me feel like I’ve done something wrong, like I’ve somehow managed to create enormous uncontrollable pressure.
Distance yourself.
Now you’re almost making it sound like what we’ve been going through has never happened to anyone else and will never happen to us again.
Distance yourself.
Now I’m almost starting to believe that what it is we might have might be getting in the way of everything, extinguishing everything we are.
Distance yourself.
Now I’m almost starting to believe that I will leave the door open, I will leave the lights on in case you still dare to feel like coming over.
Distance yourself.
Now you’ve almost made me feel like I have all the love in me to give while you cannot take it, while you cannot risk taking it.
Distance yourself.
Now you’re almost making me feel like I’ve been stupid enough to trust you, although that’s never what it was about.
Distance yourself.
Now I’m almost feeling like you’re making yourself hurt, like you’re making yourself hurt too much over this.
Distance yourself.
Now I’m almost insuring myself that I was not being myself enough just to keep you close, that I was keeping myself in check.
Distance yourself.
Now it’s almost like we’ve been overwhelmed by what it is that just seems to have happened between us, although there never was a doubt.
Distance yourself.
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
No comments:
Post a Comment