'til There Was You In Real Life Pt 1

My witchy teardrops, dandelion oil, mystical, magickal dust Faerie Tales, cockatiels, sandwiched between rusted trust Of movie reels, bootlegged steals, cyber-world, & for reals Myself as a wild-child & lonely found you across the sea At the time you didn't know that soon you'd be her final reason to breathe And you'd be her reason to believe You'd crack the door to your heart, & then slam it when I was near You liked to lock up the most attractive parts of you because of your simplistic, insecure fears I wasn't allowed to be welcomed into your heart for years & years I'd get too close & once more, you'd slam the door yet again If you felt out of control of your environment - then nobody can possibly win You're mad at me for the lack of interaction - but attempting to interact with a workaholic will never yield compromise-able satisfaction In my experience with you, it always held an unpredictable, bottled-up reaction Instead of cuddling, smoking, & just relaxin' This non-communicative, Scorpio, an eloquent, self-confessed introvert would always stay deeply immersed in your work Never really gave an attentive chance Even through our initial, fiery romance You seldom got to experience my mind & body both - like rhythmic, melodious smoke The worst time for us to be together back then But something told you that we were worth sacrificing the work we put in for many years being metaverse friends That was a roll of the die I didn't want to try We'd have to sacrifice all the time spent, or end up simply saying our goodbyes