Going out of my mind at this pace
Lying in bed awake till 1am
Wondering what will happen next
And if it’s going to be me.
Every time I think I know your mind
It’s like you hit the brakes hard
Instead of pedal to the floor
Kissing your fingertips to the visor.
I start to doubt myself and my worth
Whether it’s really happening
Or if all this is in my head
It’s just so slow.
But slow and steady makes it last
Right?
I tuck myself back into bed
Awake, eyes wide open but blind.
Balancing between obvious and coy
Crawling out of my skin to contain it
But I know it has to be you
And in your own time.



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