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I am an Emotional Poet
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Tonight I am the most dissonant chord ever played:
sky gone black
this sends a heart attack
even the birds are singing out of tune
seemed such smooth sailing
logic and rational thoughts failing
I'm out in the deep dark water flailing
a simple invite is all it would have taken
the assumptions you made were sadly mistaken
now we're apart and it feeling like my heart is breakin'
yes, hurt can turn this boddhisatva into the lion's roar
and to carry on like business as usual only hurts some more
I got up, put my shoes on, walked out the door
It's late and I just got back in. The clubs have closed. No more distractions. I'm here with my thoughts. I keep talking myself out of calling. I keep thinking and feeling I'm just acting crazy. Still, I expressed my discomfort with the situation, and you didn't bother to make any adjustments. And so this marks the point where I can no longer afford, emotionally, to let you in so close. You know the fragile eggshell bind I recently rose out of. You fell in love with someone whom you can read like a book. But somehow I escaped your radar when it came to the weekend. Somehow, when I really thought we were connecting and wanting, at least for the time being, to spend the limited time we have free . . . at least somewhat together.
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i just wanna say i love you
sky gone black
this sends a heart attack
even the birds are singing out of tune
seemed such smooth sailing
logic and rational thoughts failing
I'm out in the deep dark water flailing
a simple invite is all it would have taken
the assumptions you made were sadly mistaken
now we're apart and it feeling like my heart is breakin'
yes, hurt can turn this boddhisatva into the lion's roar
and to carry on like business as usual only hurts some more
I got up, put my shoes on, walked out the door
It's late and I just got back in. The clubs have closed. No more distractions. I'm here with my thoughts. I keep talking myself out of calling. I keep thinking and feeling I'm just acting crazy. Still, I expressed my discomfort with the situation, and you didn't bother to make any adjustments. And so this marks the point where I can no longer afford, emotionally, to let you in so close. You know the fragile eggshell bind I recently rose out of. You fell in love with someone whom you can read like a book. But somehow I escaped your radar when it came to the weekend. Somehow, when I really thought we were connecting and wanting, at least for the time being, to spend the limited time we have free . . . at least somewhat together.
Brace for change.
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