different stars
we probably should hate each other, or be jealous, true. I should think we have every reason, haven't we? look who we've loved, who we continue to feel things for.
who are we? she gave it over that we resemble each other; that we do, I have seen it, so have you.
but who is this that we look like, if we look like one another but can't see ourselves?
I told you I wanted to wait on the song, because I might cry.
I didn't cry, but it scares me that a song you gave me reminds me of her. Of Sam, who you never knew. Are the three of you merged in my mind, one river three branches no solution and thousands of words? I might drown if I lay still any longer.
Now I may cry.
I want to walk the path, with wings on my back; can I fly, if I jump high enough?
who are we? she gave it over that we resemble each other; that we do, I have seen it, so have you.
but who is this that we look like, if we look like one another but can't see ourselves?
I told you I wanted to wait on the song, because I might cry.
I didn't cry, but it scares me that a song you gave me reminds me of her. Of Sam, who you never knew. Are the three of you merged in my mind, one river three branches no solution and thousands of words? I might drown if I lay still any longer.
Now I may cry.
I want to walk the path, with wings on my back; can I fly, if I jump high enough?