spaghetti brain

I stay up till late to talk to you. My eyes slowly close and I keep trying to maintain them open. You don’t realize this is a small effort I do.

I know you’re shivering and you’re wet,
Oh, but won’t you please lie still?
Won’t you please lie still?
Won’t you please lie still?
Oh, it’s just the way I feel
Just the way I feel

because to feel this vulnerable means i’m alive.
i have to feel this pain, enjoy it, make the most out of it
my passion isn’t my crime
my passion isn’t my weakness
it’s the lack of control that makes
the lack of simplicity
the mess of emotions, the roller coaster
i have to drain my brain into minimalism