#thehighproject

A fucking Gemini. I sat there and watched our worlds' collide. But between receipt's and photograph's in a little green bubble our future lies. The more I see it, the faster our words' fade. And just like Pandora I can't rewind the tape. You had me when you didn't. Still you showed me what life would be without you in it. Yet; you want recognition for a finished project you want full credit for. Keeping skipping step's and you'll fall short. And your signature will get harder and harder to forged. I will no longer be your outsource take back the memories and the heartache. I no longer wait around for you aid. Maybe the distance made me change I see a better you, I not talking about age. And because our soul's touched, I ain't ever been the same.

My girl now, I want to take everywhere with.

Make her dreams become adventures, her nightmares become “the right side of the bed”.

Now I know the way she loves her coffee

take her breakfast to bed.

Kiss her where it makes her wiggle her toes.

In hopes she shares her bread;

with my butter.

But not too much to leave her subconscious wanting to diet.

Never wanting to damage her soul.

These mother fucking Trojans will riot,

leaving a black hole inside my head.

Inside where nothings’ left just her existence.