...I broke your window
when reality came crashing through.
I got sick of waiting for the weather,
although I'd take your rain cloud any day.
Like water breaking through a dam
my words flowed forward.
Desperately trying to reach you
they lost their meaning along the way.
I kept my emotions bottled up too long
and they lost their flavor.
It was love that I wanted to taste with you.
Now I scrape it from my bleeding tongue.
Maybe it was just infatuation
rather than devotion.
But regardless of what is most believed,
I was tired of being pushed away.
More than anything right now
...I met you.