just because we have so much capacity to sin
doesn't mean we have to be sinners
someone told me that your beliefs
always manifest themselves
when you try to control something that resists control
by its own nature, it will make you crazy
maybe that’s the problem with love
there will always be parts of someone that they keep hidden
just like there are parts of you that you don’t show
i could be any one
of these wide eyed baby girls with a pretty smile
and you would look at me the same way
speak to me in calculated words
i could tell what i needed to know just by looking
it never made sense until now
your absence has given me a part of myself
i didn’t recognize before
i needed you then, i don’t need you now
it felt like a pulsing in my body, like relief
like the fall from grace
like something went quiet
and i’m less inclined to look for definitions in everything
it’s kind of nice
something slow and cinematic about watching
the scenery go by through ever changing windows
i like things to move at a natural pace, maybe i ask for too much
the only thing i can do is work harder
and maybe i’m not working hard enough
you always choose, whether it’s light or dark
the heart of your choices is always a desire for danger
the thing is, you don’t realize most things for what they truly are
until after everything is said and done
after it’s too late
but i guess time is a relative concept, just like reality
so maybe it’s fine
that’s why i want to preserve everything
i want to know that i can always come back
