This should be destroying me, from the inside out
But I’m learning to take whatever I can
You shake at the sound of my voice
And you must think I’m a terrible person
I guess I am
Can’t we just call it even?
I’ll touch you wherever you want me to
Not allowing me to go any deeper
But I am a virus, you’ll see
If waiting is wishing then I’ve got my fingers crossed
I’ve got a sloppy memory
As do you, my love
But I heard you let go and all thanks to me
Tomorrow you want the dust to settle
Tomorrow I want you to marry me
We both struggle in such opposite ways
I try to hold onto a liquid that you barely allow me to feel
You try to let go of everything I bring out in you