I want to pick those words out of your brain and put them back in mine because they were never meant to be yours to hold and neither was I
neither was I, neither did I know what I was doing,
what was I doing but you were doing it too wishful thinking longing sighs daydreams in our minds
daydreams in our minds but we've long awoken
I don't remember what I said. But I remember how it felt to be met with silence. Overly expressive, overly expectant. I the want to pick those words out of your brain and put them back in mine because they were never meant to be yours to hold and neither was I.
