another night spent dreaming about, you reaching for me. we hide and embrace and you hold my hand while i tell you that i love you and whispered it back to me like it was a secret that i already knew and i was the only one you've told. i keep waiting to get over you to leave this in the past but you've grown on me like a rainforest or maybe a weed and your roots have grown so deep into my bones that i could cut the tree down to the core but the roots would still be intertwined in my soul. so i cut and i cut and i hack and i hack and no amount of effort could ever get you out of my system. Your a drug and i'm sick of relapsing. But i crave my next hit in a way that i shouldn't. and a big part of me wishes i could leave you behind but a bigger part of me knows that i can't live without this because even if its only in my dreams, i can't bare the thought of never seeing that look in your eyes when i tell you how much you mean to me.
its always been you.
