confession 9,037,264
i have issues
i woke up this morning
thinking about a song i sang overseas
warmed up close and easy with a man i didn't love
can't now remember the notes or the rhythm
did i like the way i sounded when i opened my mouth and was my heart really in it?
i can't remember
i can't remember how i even got to there with him
or how i dropped my guards
how i left them standing outside in the rain and didn't worry about whether they would survive the storm
they call that comfort
when a blanket of peace covers you in calm
when second guesses can't find their way to you cause you're shielded by your knowing
comfort
how did you find me and where the hell are you now?

ahhh, yes
you're at a bar lusting for trust while she sits three tables away
confidently flirting with, lusting for fear
to come into her again
and take her whole

she isn't the virgin she claims to be

in a while

seems like we hit rock silence
sitting there thinking but saying nothing
we don't call no more
don't talk so i don't know if we think or if it's just me
pontificating all alone on a rock
in central park

we got real close
stayed away
breathed on each other's personal spaces
then locked doors between us

it's ok
it's good to be able to come back to yourself and find peace still there
but it just took me a while

rodin may have had something
sitting there
thinking

like me now
no longer between you and a hard place
but here
just sitting
on this rock of understanding and peace