i am not sure anymore
what love is supposed to be like
that nervous butterfly feeling
thinking about them constantly
wondering if it’s the same for them
all that feeling of overwhelm

or this calming comfort
where i can be myself completely
even dance with my inner child
knowing we will be safe
no need to wonder what would be
in this reality

i am not sure about love anymore
it was never like this before

no one tells you how to grieve
a loss you never gained
love bottled up inside
unconditionally
with nowhere to go
but down my eyes
our love
never had a chance to grow
was never meant to be seen
by anyone but me

just be yourself
that’s what they say
but what if you don’t like you
is it okay to change?

i’d like to be more considerate
give more energy
be a better me
are we still we
if we go down that road
is us still us
if we keep changing
keep improving, keep moving
nothing remains the same

when the images are fading
can we keep the frame?

what if it all works out
just imagine
waking up one day
surrounded by colors of orange and yellow and red
feeling all the kind words that have ever been said
realizing this once was a dream
slightly different sure
with more money and secure
but look at where you’re standing
and i mean with open eyes
take it all in, this is where you’ve been
it all works out as it should
even better than you could imagine in
your dreams
cause this is life
for real

i feel lost
i know what i want to do
how i picture my life
who i want to be
it’s the mountain I see
but the cabin is missing

there’s paths all over
through jungles and salt lakes
and deserts and glacier lakes
but i’m tired of walking

i’m tired of choosing
maybe this path is better
if i just keep moving
there might be a cabin