sorry; i miss someone like you

im sorry if i come off
in a manner which makes you uneasy
you remind me of someone
ive been missing
and even more of what it felt like kissing

and this man sitting three seats away from me
reminds me of distance
him being three hundred miles away from me

what does it mean to love simply
i get the love part
but it couldnt be so easy
when the power our hearts have over our heads make us uneasy

told him i love him
though he could never believe me
when i told him "no"
because i was leaving
but he has to understand
the pressure it puts on my breathing

when im caught sitting alone at abar
writing about feelings
which construe the boundaries of us
everything i told him we are

i understated what he means to me
forced myself to write something down i didnt mean
cause i love to watch my hand bleed
help the pen in my hand burn me
because i love the way the words spite me
"hate how it feels when we're lying"
who could've known i was lying?

i told him it was timing
at several points where i bend
it makes sense
everything which holds me up
feels like its been lent
cause everything i used to be
screwed me in the end
....impaired me...
im spent