you are an ocean’s breeze, i am the tidal wave. you are every paragraph, i am just a title page. you have the heart i hold exactly where you desire it. it’s all so effortless; like what you did to acquire it. each time i find it harder just to keep my composure. I’m trying to show you all of me like indecent exposure.
i’ll be the gun, you be my holster. i need your love. i need you closer. seems like forever when only a hour passed. we fallin’ slower than grains and salt in a hour glass. emotions running wild, you are who tames them. my only means for tranquility, you my sanctum. and if i could, i would take your eyes and blend them with the stars so whenever we ain’t together, i still see them from afar. but that’s insane, i’d do whatever to just to feel you. even all of that don’t come close to what i will do. they say love holds the power to fulfill you, heal you, kill you, hurt and abuse you, and take you away from what you used to. i try to paint a picture like a canvas plane, to try to put together words like a Scrabble game. look, i pour my heart out in an effort just to win you. i modify my actions solely so they don’t offend you. i mean, i would wrestle time even if it get re-winded. everything you looking for, in me is where you find it. so you can stop your searching, baby. i know you hurting, baby. your self-esteem so low sometimes that you feel worthless, baby. you hide it well, but you know i can tell. i see right through that bullshit you be tryin’ sell.
so let it drive, let it fall, let it blow with the wind. i told you once, told you twice, and i will tell you once again that i’ll be here. yes, i’ll be here. and if love is blind then my entrance is clear. and all we have is time and good intentions. fuck your brakes, fuck your suspension. put your foot on that gas until you don’t see your past. yeah, i said drive until your vision blurred. and let my voice tell our story; spoken words.
fuck ‘em. let them hate me what they never was. and fucking Shakespeare couldn’t wrote of better love. but people tell me that i’m trippin’ and i say you different. and when they ask me how..i can’t provide a description; you don’t need one. i would disconnect them all, like a broken joint. just to prove that i only see you like a focal point. i know that the distances may cause some complications. but you make me feel good. fucked up, exonerated.
still, i wonder what you like beneath the shackles that you wearing. i been longing to release you from a load of overbearing. tell me, are you protected by a guard, boo ?or could i blow it and make it fall like cards do ?and i ain’t interested ‘til it involves you. you got your doors locked and i just saw through. you reached a height of loneliness ‘cause we all do, but everything that goes up gotta fall too.