What if you fell on fast forward...would you rewind?
Stop or pause and access what's going on?
Or would you watch like a Dr. Who marathon?
You have the chance to see where you will end up
or see where you don't
No consequences, just actions
One you've seen the butcher, the chopping block
There is no looking back, you must accept
You've seen too much yet know so little
You'd forget it even happened before you know it
It's time
Would you rewind before knowing your end and time?

Call it an infatuation, this tornado is my destination. The eye of your storm brings me closer to home. A place where I've felt oh so distant for so long. Take me away into the sky, before you end up whirling another guy

Sitting here just watching how life's changed, and it hasn't
It's been the same forever we just see without the light in our eyes when we grow up
The light being the shadowy parts of our brains perception and growing up is when you realize life sometimes isn't what you expect it to be when you reach that up point
I've watched so many people just forget about one another because their own lives are too busy for those who are not present in close proximity with one another
Missing myself, and the others I used to call my friends and crushes regardless of which they were in my life at some point
Sad to see people part ways but even more so to see others leave a friendship behind as if it never existed
As if words were a filler and you were just another body to be encountered just by coincidence
Our relevance could have not been any less of a mere introduction to becoming the worlds best definition of acquaintances
Don't leave those behind who have not yet gone, you might miss what might have been or will be more than meets the eye

Their laughter scratches up against my heart
And drifts far and away
Like spilled milk that the stars cry over
So I open my eyes and smile

The only thing to do against the black
And the milk spreading out on the floor like my laugh

it has been four months
one week
one day
and five and half hours
since the last time
I saw you
I hugged you good bye
you tugged gently at my bright blue sweatshirt
I imagined that to be your plea for me to stay
You said "I'll talk to you"
I held back tears
as I climbed into a car filled with unapproving stares
I spent twelve hours on a bus
thinking that what went wrong was
disastrous
but that what went right was
magical
I spent the next
four months
one week
one day
and five and a half hours
trying not to.

And if i choose you
id be choosing the type of happiness
that comes with the cost of pain
but id choose you forever
again, again and again