She waits patiently as I casually drive myself a little crazier.

Anxiously idle I’ll continue to waste her time drawing no conclusions.

I know it frustrates her,

but I’ll ask her to stay as a lack of anything better to do.

When morning comes,

she’ll see I’m frantic in my own mind,

tick-tocking the hours away as a cynic considers.

So I’ll try to be honest when I tell her these things never have a way of working themselves out.

Only, she simply smiles when I say I’m sorry,

With tears in her eyes she grabs my hand when I say I don’t understand.

I know she wants leave when I retreat to that self-loathing little place in my head.

Aging will be a slow decay and we came this far together.

She says she’s beginning to see the cracks in the surface.

I kind of believe her,

but she stays strong me for me.

And in the end she said it’s all worth reaching for.

Music that inspired:

"Words in the water": Thrice.

"The feel again(say)": Blue October

"In completion": Underoath.

I highly recommend you check these songs and bands out.