"someone stole the time you thought i was worth."

you said it best
wondering if you ever felt
like i did when i left
that though the sheets were piled up and around you
the comfort never found you

maybe you felt as empty as i did
but the reaction was different
while i was trying to prove the point
you were seeking distance
not knowing what to do with every blurred image

she told me i was a cynic
an extension of my pessimism
as you held me in
the lack of understanding
of exactly where i was standing

but he told me i should be honest
that im old enough to get beyond this
but i think that the only reason im dwelling
is because there was something about that night which was telling

alcohol isnt the only that got the best of me
not the worst being my body seen
although maybe thats still challenging
i was begging for a representation of feelings
because words leave my heart fleeing

but i still wonder what i thought would be decreed
a flag marked body
and you can say you had me
but a lack of ability to say it was lovely
because it would be a massive overstatement to say you love me

maybe i jumped too far ahead
though i know that couldn't be
i made damn sure to let myself breathe
before sending anything which could be too damning

youre not who i thought you would be
maybe more of someone whose like me
though the chance of any depth is still unlikely
maybe its just me
that eyes knew that i was too easy

as i said before
i asked for some depth
something you apparently dont get
or something i dont get
because im not someone to share secrets with
just a bed

but i get it
i jumped too quickly
let my legs spread
led with my body
instead of my head

and you were right again
that theres a difference in age
gap caused by what i hate
the idea that i wont get anywhere before its too late

maybe its too late
maybe it always was
and we are what the past makes
thats why we're damaged goods