(no subject)
So I ate my words and actions for dinner last night,
And boy did I clean my whole plate.
I didn’t even leave time to breath between bites,
I just ate and ate and ate.
And still, it wasn’t enough,
For I had really made a mess.
I ran from this world we made,
And left you with the stress.
I tried to unzip the air,
Climb on through into the past.
Somehow change my actions,
To somehow make us last.
And I know my dear, I did to you,
What not even a foe would try.
I hadn’t had a clue,
The meaning of goodbye.
And now I know, my dear,
That each action bears a match.
For once we were a whole,
After the reaction, we did detach.
But was this part of the path,
That we had been stricken to by fate?
Are we destined to,
Collide on a later date.
I swear to you it might,
Be Pangaea of the soul.
For every word and action,
I’ve eaten from with bowl.
And boy did I clean my whole plate.
I didn’t even leave time to breath between bites,
I just ate and ate and ate.
And still, it wasn’t enough,
For I had really made a mess.
I ran from this world we made,
And left you with the stress.
I tried to unzip the air,
Climb on through into the past.
Somehow change my actions,
To somehow make us last.
And I know my dear, I did to you,
What not even a foe would try.
I hadn’t had a clue,
The meaning of goodbye.
And now I know, my dear,
That each action bears a match.
For once we were a whole,
After the reaction, we did detach.
But was this part of the path,
That we had been stricken to by fate?
Are we destined to,
Collide on a later date.
I swear to you it might,
Be Pangaea of the soul.
For every word and action,
I’ve eaten from with bowl.