I thought with my head but my heart thought differently.
What I thought I could handle burns me like wildfire. It scorches me from the inside out. For a moment it doesn't hurt, between your sheets or mine.
As I escape in the early hours of a cold dawn, euphoria coursing through my veins I think too much as you drive me home.
Why does my head know what my heart doesn't? I deserve more and so do you.
It's not your fault, not really, not even at all.
I don't acknowledge you in the waking hours of day, when we pass each other it's as strangers.
We might stand near each other at a party and never speak ten words until closing time in a bar as we pull each other close.
And it's now as I realise I'm too close to being in to deep that I see my insecurities will never let me close to you.
I deserve freedom and so do you.
Deservedly we are no more.
