Here I am, stuck in my own head again
worried what I feel isn't true.
Have I lost it all, the sense, the feeling
the electric in the air and the I-want-to-kiss-you.
     we're standing closer than friends
Do you feel it too?
Because I think I see it in your eye
But I don't trust myself anymore.
And I want to yell and scream and my stomach bites.
and I want to turn the car around and redo that last moment where we left it all in the air between us,
want to kiss you so you know that I'm so wrapped up in you.
want to tell you that I love you, as way-more than a friend
and I'm sure of it but I'm not sure of me.
  Your hands are beautiful.

For a dear friend

And now that everything's going your way

and you're cutting through to the heart of life

lean like the beautiful blade I always knew you could be

I'm spinning, to dull to cut through my own paper cage.

Glide on beautiful blade.

            To all those things we always dreamed of.

                                           Glide on.