so-naive

And it came to me then, That we were wonderful travelling companions But in the end, we were no more than lonely lumps of metal in there own orbit From far off they look like beautiful shooting stars When the orbits of these two satellites of ours happened to grasp path That we could be together Maybe even open our hearts to each other But that was only in the briefest second The next minuet we would be in complete solitude In till we burnt up and became nothing

...art is a bit more funner so sorry coz my writing is boring remember at the start when all the small things happend sitting and sharing and trying to touch ive seen you sit on that sofa over a million times with over a million different people falling head first time flying by and all it is, is safe but what happends when it stops? will i hit the bottom? and is that the end? the longer you fall is it harded to recover and start again? i hate knowing its gunna be bad

its like when the floor dissapears and your face falls off but its nice dark and the tunes are mellow dancey dance and i know your looking you told me i was like what you want im just playing a game with my drink in my hand and sining a song that you cant get my mind plays a repeat your words over and over like the missing rules and the beating against my chest sand is hard to keep knocking on doors and running away and being and being what i want its this shade that i wanna stay baby im bored and its not like you do