And if I could've seen where the exits were, I would have ran for them
but your grip on the wool over my eyes was way tighter than the one I had on reality.
And I think you'd be happy to know that I still wonder where you are going
every time I see your tail lights get smaller.
You travel away from me so fast, you always have,
you've been running away since the day that I met you.
But I've been right here, always right here
my favorite color is stil turqoise
my eyes still light up every time I hear that song.
I still go to 'the spot' to think, the one I showed you
and I still think about how your eyes looked that horrendous afternoon.
I'm still scared as hell of limbo, of not knowing, of a world with no answers.
But it scares me more that I remember so much and remember so little
like how your arms feel
and the smell of your favorite cologne, it's still on my dresser at home.
I'm sorry, I'll give it back soon.