We Change & We Wait

I've gone mad. I make the mess. I take us back a step. My head and my heart clash more than ever to our very situation. More than ever. There's always the option to let us be however may without taking any action. But why would I just stand still and watch our worlds change without each other? Why does this feel so wrong?

We're a movie. We move slower. And my lines never come out as rehearsed. But every moment seems as if read off a script. I can't wait for this movie to end. It's too on going. But I can't let it go.

We could be beautiful and I'm still waiting for it. That's the for sure remedy. One honest victory and then I'll be done.

My head says that I should've just asked you if you moved yet. But this big heart says to regret nothing.