can’t fall into you

can’t fall into me

destroyed my own haven of innocence

should never have let that happen

so here between the emotion

and your delayed devotion

is the shadow of my tightly clutched blanket

over the wetness of my pillow, disappointment.

i need a companion and a common destination

all i get from you is an intermittent passenger

and my journeys between you and you

are too lonely now

your pride and my fear will be locked for a while

because none of us will put ourselves on the line

how ironic that we both have our cards on the table

but we seem to think that we can play each other