You are a beautiful theory
A wonderful idea
I would love to get lost
In the concept of you
Sometimes I do
But I must come back again
You make me come back again
To the reality
It is uncertain
It is vague
There is not the strength I see
In the fantasy
But there could be
If you simply saw what I saw
If you knew what I knew
The theory could be proven true
It could be the new reality
Instead of the old
Instead of the mold
Because now I am waiting for you
I am afraid it is all I do
And the nagging in my mind
Makes me bite my lip
The voice could be true
It states it harshly
Waiting for you is the solitary most useless thing I have ever done
And yet I do
I try to move on
But the words that come between
Your two lips and mine
Tear me in two again and again
The reality of us
And the theory of you