Slipping losing self,
no time for them,
no time for me.
Let’s not do that you said,
but I’m so weak
and you’re stuck in my head.
It’s cold when you’re not around,
my flesh chills when you’re not around.
Let’s pretend that the world doesn’t exist,
let’s pretend our problems won’t persist.
My shoulder always leaning into yours,
but I exist to be more than
just an extension of you.
If I leave, will you be waiting,
will I want to come back?