perfectlyimperfect

I’m an orbiter, Perpetually falling for you, Into you, But not quite. An imaginary string between us two, Tethering me to you. Close enough to keep me hovering for more, Far enough to keep me wondering what for. I’m just one of your orbiters, Among countless other, Waiting for my shot, To shine a light into your sight, Pulling a tide in your cruel heart. This habit of rotating and gyrating, Used to be nauseating but exhilarating, Now it’s numbingly painless as it is pointless. Used and useless, That’s all my worth I can say, Like an old dried out rag if you may. It’s time to cut the string. It’s time to end the wondering, Oh yes yes, you were a wonder, You’re great but I guess that’s it? Hope I’ll see you again, never. I was your orbiter, Perpetually falling for you, Into you, But not quite, no more, Because it’s not alright, not anymore.

Since you’re here Sky’s a lot bluer Sun’s shining a little brighter Even water tastes a little sweeter I caught myself smiling Laughing at the possibilities At the thought of spending Our life together, in eternity But shy’s a bad colour I need to man up, yes These words, you need to hear Or it won’t matter I wish I knew how to tell All this without sounding like a fool I’d bend over backwards I’d take the lowest limbo stick But I'm such a coward I’m hopeless like a bimbo driving stick I have nothing to offer But my forever And forever's a long time. I wish I can hear your thoughts That this is not for naught And I wish you can hear mine, That I want you to be mine God, I wish you’re mine.