Sometimes I want to live inside these lines

Because only in here are you alright

Somehow in these words I can evade time

In here I’m still yours and you're still mine

You’re still 32, you’re still bright eyed

You still have a voice, you still laugh and you smile

You still have a meaning, you’re not just deadweight

You never left, you’re still alive, you won’t die

You’ll stay trapped inside these lines, I won’t, I can’t let you escape. Not again, not this time.

It's almost as though you opened me up a little more time, with each break of the pump inside my chest I worried a little less, my creases were smoothed out, I was ever so gently unfolded. So I was ready when she came, I was open when she arrives, I spoke when she was here, I couldn't take her for granted, I couldn't if I tried. And I couldn't be angry about before, not now, not anymore.