Therapy

Talking to you feels like therapy, together flooded by sincerity. I can rely that you will listen, Even at times my eyes glisten. Nights speaking about the past, I just hope that this can last Never felt this way before, There’s just so much to explore You feel like a summer breeze, When my feet are used to freeze Can I trust in your embrace, Or am I just that easy to replace Do I have your heart just for a holiday Maybe I’m bound to lose it anyway, I am learning to slow down, Or else once again I might drown But to be fair with you it’s different, Something I have yet to experiment You don’t make my heart race You don’t make me wanna chase But you make my heart warm, And I slowly start to disarm I’m scared of your soft leaf eyes, I suspect it might just be a disguise For I get so easily drunk on wine eyed, That I have set my boundaries aside Or perhaps the problem isn’t that, It’s about the places where I’ve sat I still hold the wilted tulip in my hand, And I hope that you can understand And I hope that you can understand, One day I’m sure I will throw away As I know all he wants is to play And you’re someone worth to stay But in the end I think time will tell Because still I don’t know you well I will enjoy navigating through it all, Allow myself to smile every time you call Together we’ll walk into this new direction, to build what feels for once like a real connection.