As I stand on the street corner and watch these two roads meet, I suddenly feel at peace.
Maybe it's because at my feet lies the intersection of two distinct paths
merging at a point of vulnerability.
Maybe it's because it's a reminder of you and me, and the blissful bond we both shared.
Without a care in the world,
my arms wrapped around you to shelter you from the cold.
Two souls kept warm by each other's company.
Two hearts dancing in the rain playfully.
Two minds with the same thing in mind.
You want me to be yours and
I want you to be mine.
I don't know, maybe I'm crazy.
Maybe time has finally outplayed me.
Maybe I've stopped seeing beauty in the little things.
Maybe I've stopped appreciating the gift life brings.
Maybe I'm in over my head.
Or maybe I just miss the familiar contours of your body under the chalk white sheets of my bed.
I don't know, maybe this is normal?
Maybe I stopped being myself after you left.
Maybe this is all a test.
Maybe I failed and I couldn't clean up the mess.
Maybe that's why the rain suddenly feels colder on my skin.
Maybe that's why whenever I try to apologize I don't know where to begin or where to end. All these things I've typed up in my mind and I wanna tell you but I just can't bring myself to hit send.
Maybe I fucked up and I won't admit it.
Maybe I'm a coward.
Seems like I've got all the time in the world, maybe I should do something about it. I mean, every minute without you feels like an hour.
Maybe I'm a fool for distancing myself from you.
Maybe that's why I couldn't admit that I loved you,
because for some reason,
I couldn't except that maybe,
just maybe,