the leaf

I am a leaf
in a windstorm
flying up
falling down
thrown up against barriers
scraping along just above the ground

falling hard

its funny how this
always seems to go
i’m falling hard
even though i know
that we’re moving to quickly
and i’m just not ready
to commit to something
this heady
this steady

it’s obvious to me
that the feeling is right
i’m craving your company
every single night
i’m sleeping in your clothes
the nights i’m in my own bed
the smell of you bringing
sweet thoughts to my head

i’m not sure
what it is about you
that makes me feel
the way that i do
but i’m hesitating
and its me – it’s not you
i know it sounds cliche
but its also true

i’m not sure what to do
with the situation we’re in
don’t want to pull back or move forward
is that such a sin?

i’m happy right now
with the way that things are
let’s just live and have fun
without looking ahead very far