The world is a lot smaller than we think
But so much bigger when you live in your own mind.
Alive and waving
Holding onto the ground of its own world,
settled in dirt and dead things.
I used to believe in love
The feeling you get when someone you like comes up to you,
or mentions you.
I’m not sure what I believe in anymore
But love has to be better than that
Fleeting moment you get when your heart stutters for a quick second.