I blink and I'm counting the minutes until the plane leaves.
The air is thicker than my mind with expectations.
My suit case is nearly empty but my heart is full of emotion
ready to spill all over the floor.
I want to know what I should be taking away from this!
I want to know if I can make your heart beat from a few
I want to be a cataclysm so I'll stick in your memory.
It's 4 months till the day and December never was my
favorite month. I can't feel my toes.
My head is heavy. Too heavy to lift.
I blink too much and my eyes get blurry.
My thoughts are frozen to the touch but I feel if I could manage to
thaw out I could re-arrange everything to make sense, and maybe
I'll be your train wreck if you think you could remember me.
I'll be your sunshine that'll melt all this away if you think you could keep me.
I'll be your happy ending if you want me to be.