a song i wrote when i still believed situationships were a thing (ew).

lyrics:
it’s so rare that you visit my mind
but there you are like you never left me behind
i was doing alright i was good i was great i was fine
now you’re here i’ve never felt so misaligned

i’ve always been one for fantasy
you can’t catch me
i’m running through clouds
but how the hell can i be free
when you follow me into the shrouds

i’ve always loved make believe
i write my dreams
and i shut you out
but who are you
to think that you could break through
to think you could put me back onto the ground

i've been playing this in and out game with you for some time
we flick it on then off it's cold it's hot it's sweet then it's sour like lime
there's a bitter hurt that brews and burns but it's okay cause it's mine
and when it comes to you i'll let it stew and swallow down with my pride

i've got joy
but when push comes to shove
nothing could ever be enough
when i've known you
and i've known love
nothing could ever be enough
so what if you're here?
tomorrow you'll be gone
and i'll be without you but not quite alone
give it some time and you'll come back around
until then i'll be lost and not found

i’ve always been one for fantasy
you can’t catch me
i’m running through clouds
but how the hell can i be free
when you follow me into the shrouds

i’ve always loved make believe
i write my dreams
and i shut you out
but who are you
to think that you could break through
to think you could put me back onto the ground

are you aware
i still feel you there
i stop and stare
but the space is bare
did you know
i still feel your slow
hold on me

it's been a week
and i still feel bleak
then you take a peek
like hide and seek
but you're a cheat
and you get cold feet
so you run away

i'm aware
you still feel me there
that you stop and stare
and pretend to care
still i know
i can't break your slow
hold on me

it's been a week
we both feel bleak
but then i take a peek
like hide and seek
but you're a cheat
and i'm off beat
i wanna run away

i’ve always been one for fantasy
you can’t catch me
i’m running through clouds
but how the hell can i be free
when you follow me into the shrouds

i’ve always loved make believe
i write my dreams
and i shut you out
but who are you
to think that you could break through
to think you could put me back onto the ground

Cloud dipping (and the art of escaping reality)

wythide