Reaching For Air
Talking To You Is Like Reaching For Air
Its not neglect its, need.
You feel you need to catch up on us,
remind me why I love you, why you love me.
We play catch up every four weeks
you remind me of a time forgotten.
We daydream of a time that could be or could have been
I love you!
You love…
I… I'm tired.
I don't hear from you any more,
did you notice, I cared more than I let on.
Its been so long I forgot your voice
did you realize, I made you my hope
or did you outgrow me.
Was this just until you got the courage to stand alone?
Because I always seem to be the one left to be alone.
I wanted to forget how good you made me feel
but every time you comes around I can't hide.
I think it's time I say goodbye to you.
I reached out exposed myself beyond forgetting.
You took it and did I don't know what.
I honestly can't feel this being more than mechanic.
All of the cogs turning into place ticking and clicking,
automatic, I honestly can't embrace this.
This has been over so long.
Where are the people that mattered?
They are all out mattering to someone else.
Every time I talk to you its like I'm gasping for a dream, air.
Copyright © Daniel D. Francis | Year Posted 2014
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