Fragments

on being in love with the idea of being in love

i find myself craving that place

between sky high, stuck on cloud nine

and falling from grace, flat on my face

that moment of basking in the sun

but flying towards certain disaster

between ecstasy and coming undone

with days fueled by hope and anxiety

and nights spent dreaming but unable to sleep.

i find myself craving that person

who's there with me, always by my side

someone to tell bittersweet lies

my cold heart coming back to life

someone to take my hand and open my eyes

to see color, no longer black and white

i'll take the heartbreak and the goodbyes

relationships take compromise.

i find myself craving that possibility

so let's plan our future, together we'll shine

the present's dull and a waste of time

you'll be my soulmate and i'll feel complete

at least for the moment, and then we'll move on

because i'm numb and can't match your heartbeat

i'll be loyal until the feelings are gone

but if you seek true love, i'm not the one.