We are infinite
I have been thinking
And I know that's already awful
But I've been thinking
About us
About how we aren't going to last
About how I don't look the same
About how my mind is in a new spot
About how I have more fear now
I know I shouldn't be scared
Because really what is there
But I am completely scared
About how I'm going to die
About how I could get into a wreck
About how I could be humiliated
About how he could break my heart
And I think he loves me
Even if I am a complete loser
I think he loves me
By the way he holds ideas I throw
By the way he caresses my cheek
By the way he takes care
By the way he works more
And I guess I'm infinite
Even the idea is
Because I'm still thinking
Like about how this all started
Like about how I'm lonely
Like about how I'm forgotten
And I guess I am infinite
Even when I feel like dying
Because I'm breathing
Even when I'm fuming
Even when I'm crying
Even when I want to be withered dead
And that makes us each infinite
Because we find a way to last.
We grow
We learn
We become
Infinite
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