I'm Starting To Think...

And You Would Be Still With Me...

I am not okay,

And I shall never be

Because I am not

You

And you aren't me

So let's be different

Because I won't judge

Let's sing songs

And dance in circles

We'll forget about all

Forget the past we've had.

We'll just dance under

This apple tree

And we'll eat-

Golden apples for glee

So we can live

Live until the others are,

Gone.

And you sang underneath the

Wilting and weeping Willow

And you became its seedling

And now you left me to

Bend and sway

Like how we once danced

In your own stormy tears

And once again I sing

But I sing about how

You're a weeping girl

While I'm just a simple little rabbit

That doesn't know how you feel

Because I'm not

You