so tell me when my sigh's over
you're the reason why i'm closed
tell me when you hear me falling
there's a possibility it wouldn't show
you - the subject of my fantasies, watching from afar. wishing i'd have seen these things then, wondering if maybe i had looked through less skeptical eyes, i could have saw who you are today. i never assign a name or face or person to my fantasies, but lately you've been front and center;
okay now i'm stalling, because i'm nervous at the thought of you opening your eyes to my want, for you.
i don't want to need you, because it's just simply i can't have you back, maybe .
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