thought...

For 25 years I’ve been trying to believe and confide in. Different people I’ve found. Some of them got closer than others and someone wouldn’t even bother and then you came around. I didn’t really know what to call you, you didn’t know me at all but I was happy to explain. I never really knew how to move you so I tried to intrude through the little holes in your veins and I saw you, but that’s not an invitation. That’s all I get

If this is communication. I disconnect

I’ve seen you, I know you but I don’t know how to connect, so I disconnect. You always seem to know where to find me and I’m still here behind you in the corner of your eye. I’ll never really learn how to love you but I know that I love you through the hole in the sky where I see you. Well this is an invitation, it’s not a threat. If you want communication that’s what you get. I’m talking and talking but I don’t know how to connect and I hold a record for being patient with your kind of hesitation. I need you, you want me but I don’t know how to connect, so I disconnect.

yeap...I disconnect.