Adjectives

The Bus

When I disappear, do you care where I hide?

When I return, will you know that I tried?

Please, tell me a lie to ease my panicked mind.

Please, let me inhale and rewind.

Let me exhale and tell you every hope I've ever had.

I want to tell you about how my life so far has only been ever so sad.

My mind is like the lonely boy on the street,

Standing alone at a stop sign waiting for the next bus to leave.

Waiting to get away from broken hopes and dreams,

Maybe finding some love with a stranger sitting in an empty seat.

Maybe I don't know you well now,

But my dear, I'd like to turn that around.

Why?

Why would I lie?

I want to try with you.

I don't care where this bus goes as long as you sit beside me,

Any destination with you would leave my heart free.

Don't say my words are too soon spoken,

Just know my heart is set to be broken.

I've made myself a bed I cannot sleep in,

I've created a game for which I cannot win.

I need a lantern to hold back the night,

I need a love to make it through this fight.

What does it matter what the others say?

Just hold my hand...Please stay.

All lovers are strangers at the start.

But if two heart open to one another, they create strange art.

Some sort of rhythms between souls,

Two parts to complete one whole.

If we take the same bus to nowhere,

It's best we do more than just stare.

If you let me breathe you in,

I'll let you breathe out through my skin.

So sit beside me, darling,

And let this bus take us somewhere worth following.