In truth

"I know this love is going to hurt someday."

When was the last time you remember really feeling like you had time for real affection?
Well I don't know. Now I find I have to be more sensitive of the company I keep. No I don't want to be in a compromising situation. I'm sick of laughing at things that repulse me. But what else can you do? I don't care about that now.
Just have to keep progressing forward.
Who knew the path I was on was so different? Solo-esque. You move in your own circles. I'm linear. Forward I flow. Sometimes I get a chance to hold on for a while, but I know that then I'm stagnant, and in part lying to myself. And I can't bring you along for the ride.
Do you remember the last time you fell in love?
I don't care about that now. It's bizarre. If you saw me on the street would you catch a glimpse and keep going? Sometimes it's better to let go than to hold onto things that will hurt more than they could ever help.
School's blowing back in. Won't have time to miss you. You don't have any idea how that feels to me. You wouldn't ask. You never have.
Now it's my time to walk in my own way. I have to stay above water. Solo-esque. Dancing. Fluttering. Filling. Drumming. Humming. On my own.