I always thought I would run from this,
I would only chase down things I know won’t leave a mark
Now the best my hands have held is you
but I won’t always grip this tight
because I don’t know if you have it wrong.
I want to believe you have it wrong.
This is not always what you want to hear
but it is what you deserve,
it is what I need to say.
This is not always what I should believe
but I am thinking the best I can.
I am thinking I don’t mind falling through this breathtaking sunset skyline.
I am thinking we sometimes don’t need to breathe.
I am thinking there is something beautiful
crawling out of the mess we made
and as you pull away
I am even more at home
I don’t know if you have it right.
Maybe.
Maybe something will break.
Maybe someone will be left shivering under the stars.
Maybe someone will be left shattered.
Maybe it will be worth it.