Untied from Sungazing by Jib Haddan

Every email you send me gives me such mixed feelings.
I wanna laugh, I wanna cry.
I wanna dance, I wanna die.
And I wanna think of something witty and heartfelt to say back everytime.
But I can't, so I just freeze up and say nothing.

Portland didn't seem so far away two months ago,
but I guess having a car makes the world feel small.
Now I feel it stretching bigger and bigger everyday.
I never planned on everyone I love living so far away.

The things that I plan for rarely come true.
I laid out a framework in which to sort my life.
I can only predict that you and I are gonna be fine.

Someday I'll get myself a car.
Then I can go anywhere, see anyone, bring anything.
So I'll bring nothing but my cat and my guitar to your door.
But when I knock on it, you might not answer.

Because the things that I planned for just didn't come true.
I laid out a framework in which to force your life.
I could never predict that you and I would come untied.

We've come untied.

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