I thought I was extinct

Til I met you.
Now all the doors are opening and
I'm running through.
You say all the right things
With all the right moves.
You make it easy to forget
With everything to lose.

Its easy losing perspective when you're holding your breath.
The lack of oxygen makes your brain fuzzy, your fingers numb.
So, breathe and everything will be clear again.

Q: How do you know?
A: You don't.

Can we grow organically?
Rather than a tree tied to a post.
I know I make you happy
But I'd rather be a ghost
Floating aimlessly
Making the most of most.

I'm always searching for the perfect lie, when all I want is you.

I'm too...

Proud to love.
To beg.
To ask.

Rather be...
Cool
Cold
Classic.
An Ageless Marble Column Stoic in the Grecian Wind.

The Moment She Said It

Keys in the ignition ready to go.
The Words tumbling out of her mouth.
The moment they hit the dirty car floor.
She scrambled to pick them up, take them back.
Regret, settling in like an unwanted visitor.
Looking at him, both knowing the weight, the consequences.
The truth is a beautiful, imagined thing.