I hope it\'s not too much.
Are you going somewhere in a rush?
I\'m the friend that you\'re constantly meeting for the first time.
I see it coming, mostly, but I can\'t evade.
Like a warm and welcoming little hand grenade.
I tend to worry hun, when people change.
Call me a liar.
Stoking a little fire.
Aren\'t you a little fire?
That the bugs fear.
When you get brighter.
Would you take my breath if I made you a little higher?
You are the one whom from afar, I have always admired.
Like a flower that\'s scent fills you with sapping desire.
I can feel your pain.
I can almost taste it.
It hurts my heart to know that I cannot erase it.
A sun flower doesn\'t belong in a shaded basement.
It\'s how I feel.
I might be a fool.
For thinking I am more than a drop of rain or a garden tool.