The Conversation

Do you remember how we met?
Silhouetted by the lights…
You were drunk and tried to take a mental picture with your hands
I was thinking about that
And a bunch of other things
Stop looking at the floor…
I need to pour out this expansive dose of words
I can’t explain…
I need to be alone
I know the timing isn’t great
But these things, you just can’t plan
I just need a little time
So I can find myself again
'Cause I get buried underneath
All the things they think you are
And I’m too tired to pretend it doesn’t hurt
To be left out
I had a pocket full of dreams
But I gave them all to you
Now I think I want them back
So can you tell me if I’m crazy or confused?
Don’t ever change
The way you are
I’ve never loved anyone more