I've wanted us so bad, i forgot,
that i'm continuing actions i would not,
previously undergo, so throw the pictures,
on the floor and burn all the fixtures,
the memories that tell of those desired,
the reasons behind why you retired,
the hear perspires from my noggin,
and flies down my nose like a tobaghan,
please just take these pictures from my hands,
remind me how they're nothing but fans,
none of it will stand on trial for you,
so when it comes to stop signs, just blow through,
another picture adds up to the Jenga stack,
blocking her face cause blue eyes attack,
all my actions and prevent me from hurting,
but all the miles between us keep us from working.