when I remember you, In movie reel style in my mind
I can see you playing your drums, your thick vans slamming against the bass pedal
the muscles in your calves straining against every beat and that sly grin on your face
the way I see you let loose like you've been this angry for years
you said you held your tongue around me alot, and now I can see how you survived
when we gave each other such intense looks in horizontal positions, lit by only your computer screen
I hid behind them thinking it was just my own doubts, my own heart holding back
but we are more alike than we thought
I can't sleep without you, but I fear what would happen if I woke up to your face again
If you would dissapear like always, and I would give up, and you would come back
a constant cycle of heartbreak
and I dont think this already fragile heart can take it any longer
so I guess its my turn to be the jerk
my turn to run away, to ignore your calls, and to forgive the guilt
because I can't keep doing this with everyone
nothing has been the same since him, so why would I think you would be any differant?
I'm not a healed woman, and your not the right man to try to fix me
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