Loving you is like flying with broken wings.
Loving you is singing
Without a voice box
But I love to sing and I love to fly
But something about you has me mute and bound to the ground like gravity has a hold as strong as strong can be.
So now im walking with this unbearable weight of you
Even though your presence is standing with the weight of a thousand suns on my chest
I'd rather feel you than feel your absence.
Loving you is having a lamp on in a well lit room.
Loving you is having a fear of being afraid.
But I want to love you
And some call me a fool
When I can just fly away
And find someone who I'll mean something to someday
But when is someday?
Is someday when the time freezes and we can differentiate between today and yesterday?
Is someday when the Earth burns in fire and all we know is nothing but ashes and dust?
Or Is someday, no day at all?
Or maybe someday begins when I finally understand the difference between love and lust.
