I would confess my love to you again and again;
It’s not going anywhere…
Even when I fall in love again,
Even when you leave…
“You are the only one…”
…who ever looked at me that way,
…who ever stared at me that way,
…who never loved me that way,
…who never let me get away…
“…’Cause you are mine and I am yours,
“Let’s not fuck around…”
You, your friends and I,
our rhythms intertwined,
our depths married helplessly,
our knowing eyes seeing:
We are not the blind masses.
We are not the unfeeling things
Who see nothing but work,
Who feel nothing but theory;
We are the ones who make life;
We are the ones who enact dreams maniacally.
Yet, you sit.
Waiting…
…for the ether…
…in the ether.
Oceans of Mine 