If you think this is a game then just walk away, baby.

But if you think that you can talk to me that way
I’ve already run off with yesterday
After hearing my love fall down with the rain
I can’t think of anything else to say
 
There is a constant throbbing of reevaluation that breathes deep inside of me.  Who I am, who you are, what is happening, what it means to me, what it means to you, how good does it feel and where can it lead. 
 
If I could press the pause button in my mind- just to sit for ONE moment.  Just ONE where I didn’t have to analyze it to death.  Where I didn’t shatter it into pieces... making it impossible for me to see what it was in the first place.
 
Oh I’d love that.
 
I’d breathe in slowly the scent of silence.  Hesitating on every little molecule of dirty carbon dioxide, letting them swim all around in my nose.  I’d stretch my arms out wide and close my eyes and release all the hurt I carry around between my breasts.  My lungs would heave with the pain and pleasure of the impending release.
 
The letters A and H have never been more beautiful than when placed next to each other.
 
 
Ahhhhh.........