i am sitting in your kitchen with your oody dog thnking about you and how go damn confused youve got me.
i am not usually one to let the elphant in the room live very long.
those kind of animals in my books have short lives.
but i am silenced.
frogs in my throat, nerves like butterflies
in my head the dramatic corny lines whisper and i yell back at them
I AM FAR TOO INVESTED IN THIS
I AM FAR TOO INVESTED IN THIS
i am sitting on your shoulder
just along for the ride
observing your many lives
as you pass by mine
we agree, we rarely disagree
sometimes i dont know what you mean
but i am still mesmerized
you make me take back the things ive sworn by
things i sometimes believe
the things at the core of me
i am sitting in your kitchen
silently brewing
silently hoping
the thing we did you might regret for all i know
silntly wishing
it might happen again
