Inner Space

ɴᴏʙᴏᴅʏ

Not long ago now but it feels like forever sometimes
I like to think of you at night and rewind
To the times before I left
When we were so close but far, scared and young
Every breath I took was just too much for me
It became fire in my lungs
But you felt like one of kind, the kind that doesn't hurt me
Even when you did, it made me wish I could've talked to you
Because you would have understood it
But I knew I couldn't

The type that stays when you need them too
And the type to be free
The kind of type I think I need
You are and always will be
The only trouble I see is me
And I'm always getting in my way
I tend to be afraid to be okay
But I ᴡɪʟʟ always stay
I ᴘʀᴏᴍɪsᴇ I won't go away
Or say to you someday
The words I cannot say

𝙾𝚗𝚕𝚢 𝚊 𝚖𝚒𝚕𝚎 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝙸'𝚟𝚎 𝚋𝚎𝚎𝚗 𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚍
𝙸'𝚕𝚕 𝚔𝚎𝚎𝚙 𝚒𝚝 𝚝𝚘𝚐𝚎𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎
𝙰𝚕𝚕 𝙸 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚒𝚜 𝚠𝚑𝚘 𝙸 𝚊𝚖
𝙰𝚗𝚍 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚋𝚘𝚝𝚝𝚕𝚎𝚍 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚜 𝚒𝚗 𝚊 𝚓𝚊𝚛
𝚃𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚊 𝚙𝚒𝚌𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚎 𝚒𝚗 𝚖𝚢 𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚍 𝚘𝚏 𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚋𝚛𝚘𝚔𝚎𝚗 𝚗𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝𝚜
𝙸𝚖 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚕𝚘𝚜𝚝, 𝙸𝚖 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚊𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚎, 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝙸 𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚌𝚛𝚢 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎𝚜

I̸ d̸o̸n̸t̸ t̸h̸i̸n̸k̸ a̸b̸o̸u̸t̸ t̸h̸e̸ w̸a̸y̸ i̸t̸ m̸u̸s̸t̸ h̸a̸v̸e̸ f̸e̸l̸t̸
I̸t̸s̸ h̸a̸r̸d̸ e̸n̸o̸u̸g̸h̸ a̸s̸ i̸t̸ i̸s̸ t̸o̸ l̸i̸v̸e̸ w̸i̸t̸h̸ m̸y̸s̸e̸l̸f̸
b̸u̸t̸ a̸f̸t̸e̸r̸ t̸h̸a̸t̸ I̸ k̸n̸e̸w̸ I̸ h̸a̸d̸ t̸o̸ c̸h̸a̸n̸g̸e̸
I̸ a̸l̸w̸a̸y̸s̸ k̸n̸e̸w̸ f̸o̸r̸ u̸s̸ i̸t̸ w̸a̸s̸ a̸l̸r̸e̸a̸d̸y̸ t̸o̸o̸ l̸a̸t̸e̸
i̸m̸ h̸a̸p̸p̸y̸ n̸o̸w̸
i̸ h̸o̸p̸e̸ y̸o̸u̸ c̸a̸n̸ b̸e̸ t̸o̸o̸
t̸h̸e̸ b̸e̸s̸t̸ w̸i̸l̸l̸ c̸o̸m̸e̸ t̸o̸ y̸o̸u̸
t̸h̸e̸ l̸i̸g̸h̸t̸ w̸i̸l̸l̸ a̸l̸w̸a̸y̸s̸ s̸h̸i̸n̸e̸ t̸h̸r̸o̸u̸g̸h̸
j̸u̸s̸t̸ d̸o̸n̸t̸ h̸i̸d̸e̸ f̸r̸o̸m̸ i̸t̸ l̸i̸k̸e̸ u̸ a̸l̸w̸a̸y̸s̸ d̸o̸
E̸v̸e̸r̸y̸t̸h̸i̸n̸g̸ a̸b̸o̸u̸t̸ t̸h̸a̸t̸ I̸'l̸l̸ l̸e̸t̸ b̸e̸
Y̸o̸u̸ n̸e̸v̸e̸r̸ r̸e̸a̸l̸l̸y̸ n̸e̸e̸d̸e̸d̸ m̸e̸
I̸n̸ t̸h̸e̸ b̸e̸s̸t̸ w̸a̸y̸ p̸o̸s̸s̸i̸b̸l̸e̸
b̸e̸c̸a̸u̸s̸e̸ n̸o̸w̸ w̸e̸'r̸e̸ f̸r̸e̸e̸

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