Building

Riding on a glimmer of hope
He feels like home
But I’m lost in the cracks
Of that clarity of mind we lack
I want to build a life with him
Build a cabin for us to live in
I want to build a life with him
Build a wheelie compacted home to travel in

Teetering on the edge of something
or nothing
Sparing a second for a second chance,
But it never comes, it’s just a figment,
a make-believe morsel of this revolving dance.

Building our future in my mind
It feels like mine
But they’re just pieces
Fragments he left behind
I want to build a life with him
Build a cabin for us to live in
I want to build a life with him
Build a wheelie compacted home to travel in

Reliving every moment
But a moment
can’t sustain a lifetime
It won’t bring
an imaginary lifeline
But that moment, oh
The times our minds met
Every time our bodies connect
It’s there,
so strong
It’s there,
and then just as quickly,
It’s gone, gone, gone.

Teetering on the edge of something
Or nothing
Sparing a second for a second chance,
But it never comes, it’s just a figment,
a make-believe morsel of this revolving dance.

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Twigg

wandering, laughing, boycotting evil, environmentalism, puns, vegetarianism, writing, annoying whoever will stick around long enough, writing music, singing, innuendo, busking, snowboarding and awkward leaning are all things I'm either enjoying or attempting with varying degrees of success.

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