rush into wonder

Tears on my fingertips
And a smile on my pillow
Blind conversation
takes us away

Into moments of gladness
and sometimes sadness
5 weeks and you said
you've fallen

5 weeks and I've been
holding on to hope
…and I don't know what
So what about you?

Did you mean to run
When I've been walking?
Did you miss something
When I was talking?

Loud and clear
It must've been messy
And static from that distance
or were you dreaming ahead

Of a girl made up
of everything but
What you didn't hear
in the dark

So in silence I say
"There's no rush"
My watch stops
When I inhale

Then you give me a bell
to ring when I breathe again
1 week of numbness
and I wonder…

How long it will be
'til we dance again?