On the first day
Felt a little shake in my step
A little anxiety that overlapped
The birds sang slightly out of tune
But I started to let go of you
On the second week
Started reaching out to my mom
Reassurance that I did not do anything wrong
Still heard the birds in the afternoon
And I started to forget about you
And I am no longer designed for any other
That soaks up every scrap
Of my goodwill and heart attacks
And I've been embarrassed
Of my role in codependence
But I've finally had my fill
I'm better off just keeping still
No tipping over
Water line's getting lower
Something tells me that it wouldn't make a difference
If you loved me or if this was just common sense
If you hate me then I'll understand the consequence
On the second month
I walked around my block
The ivy on the houses grew
And seemed to have never stopped
Got a cup of coffee
Where we were just last June
And I started to think about you
But there's no real bad feelings
Just a changing of the seasons
Ever since that day in June
I've been in my own cocoon
But there's no forward stages
Just liminal spaces
It's not just that, I know
But it's worth mentioning to show
How much I wish
Everything was different
On the first day felt a little shake in my step
Tripped over a loose stone on the pavement
Patched myself up and went on with my afternoon
And I started to forgive you
