Mortar

I've been patching holes for so long

I don't know how to leave open space

for another to get through

In this dark, I feel you standing here

with me and I want to let you in 

I do, but I imagine you

Feel trapped, forced to make a move;

if I don't give in now 

I will just continue to lose;

Give me fresh air, room to grow;

I am too much to remain contained,

hidden from your view

Tree branches scrape at my window and I can't help but wonder
If that's how you would come for me, in the night, like an animal
Or if you would use the door and walk in as if you owned the girl

But the days of you coming back for me are gone now
And all I'm left with is the emptiness and the silence in my heart

every time you look my way it's like the world is magic
and everything is happening for the first time

"I used to think I was interesting"

I think I'm not understood, I don't always explain myself, not sure if I could
and if everything between is empty, and all this is a trick of the eye

what is it I see
how to overcome all this
me, what do I want

what can I leave and what do I need