Is this it?
I can feel the end
It feels nothing like the start
Like stopping in the middle
Of a very good song
Like I've lost control
The beginning felt warm and new
Like I'd just learned to use my feet
and I couldn't wait to jump
like laying in the sun
hand in hand with a firm, warm grasp
like twirling around in your brand new dress
and not having to worry about getting dizzy
because that didn't happen
Now you get rid of me
like rubbing peanut butter off your
smooth, scarred teeth
like an infectious disease
And not like a human being
It's funny
she looks like me, only more you
I'll never find the missing piece
because you keep it
locked up
inside of you
where only you can feel the satisfaction
of completing the puzzle
I didn't fall for you
I tripped
and you kept me down there
instead of joining me
Now's the time
after you simply float away
to pick up what pieces of me I can find
and keep walking
it will always come down to me in the end
