when the moon met the sun

please don't come near me
don't even breathe on me
i can't feel my face
and i can't feel my eyes
i've made myself numb
so that i can realize:

you don't actually want me
or even tolerate my presence
i'm just a fucking nuisance
you've made yourself clear: opalescent

i can't keep wiggling in the background
now that i'm on the job grind
looking to get dumbfound
ed by someone who can't separate
i'm happy chasing shawn who might even
or maybe mitchell to try to relate
even though he lives so far away

i don't want to stop, you're fucking beautiful and i still haven't told you
but i'm clearly throwing myself against a wall, a wall of blue
maybe we can get a game, a weekly routine
something to look forward to, a plan that can be seen

i think we both like impulse
we both crave change
but we also want stability
we both wanna play the game

i wanna take you out
you wanna stay in
i wanna come home to you
you wanna stay zen
i interrupt your flow
you think i throw you off
you're just unreceptive
to my energy, you want to brush me off

i was insistent at first
was pushing because you wouldn't budge
you said things that excited me
i wanted to show off a little pudge

i like to feel your eyes
i want to draw your gaze
if it's only for a little while
if it's only so you can see the maze

they say you can lead a horse to water
but you can't make it drink
i wish i would lead you to this fire
so you could tell me what you think
not what you feel, not summarize with a 'yes' or 'no'
but why you think the way you do, why you feel i gotta go.

cause i don't believe you
i think you're fucking scared
you think we fit too well
and you feel unprepared

you think time & distance is what we need
you need to get out of that toxic house
you need some fucking room to breathe

move in with me, let's go play house
i won't harass you, i'll be your spouse
not the sexy kind, where we kiss and stuff
but the motherly kind who'll love you tough

let me take care of you and you can go do you
i won't distract you 'cause i'll be out there too

but homer needs a space to call his own
so he can try to heal and you can be
i want my space too, a place to feel safe alone
but i can't supervise myself, i need a wraith
(i had to look that up because i wasn't sure)
i need some spooky shit, i think that's the cute

float in, float out, give me cryptic advice
so i have to dive into words, figure out what's right

i'm good at being goofy, cutting up in real time
i'm even better at getting real, talking about shit in a rhyme