The Conversation

You remember how we met?
Silhouetted by the lights,
You were drunk and tried to take a mental picture,
With your hands.

I was thinking about that,
And a bunch of other things,
Stop looking at the floor,
I need to pour out this expansive dose of words.

I can't explain,
I need to be alone.

I know the timing isn't great,
Of these things you just can't plan
I just need a little time so I can find myself again

Cause I get buried underneath
All the things they think you are
And I'm too tired to pretend
It doesn't hurt to be left out.

I had a pocket full of dreams
But I gave them all to you
Now I think I want them back
So can you tell me if I'm crazy or confused?

Don't ever change
The way you are
I've never loved anyone more.