your hands are as lifeless
as the ground i will lay my body on and its funny how they seem to fit so well and easy
when they're unknown
one day,
I will let go fo thinking that they made only one body to fit mine,
when I realize they really made none.
and I gave up caring what it would feel like
your hands are as cold as the earth
they all want to lay my body in
and they wrap around me like they're saving the world
or stopping the unfolding of what i know
that there were really none.
but they fit so well with no motives driving
they fit so well
when they're unknown.