Two Weeks

[Intuition]

I told you I would stay and I meant it

Friendship

Is made to be malleable, bend it

Splendid

Wear it to the point that it's ending

Regret it

And start from the beginning

Again and

Mend it

I gather all the days that we spent apart

And then I look at what I built, watch it wilt, tend the garden

Hardened hearts lead to empty lives

Breathe free of tempt and lies

If need be, see me, please be my next in line

Don't ever say "woe is me."

I'm just an IChat away from you, even overseas

Sometimes I just need to go and flee the older scene

Because my eyes are like a diary and you can hold the key

I'm gonna stay until I wither

From May until December

Or later in the winter

I'm praying like a sinner just to hear you speak

It feels like two years, it's only been two weeks...nah