You were the land sat alongside the water
And I, an intangible sky;
Though for you, I did try.
Air gives words the power to caress or to scold,
But what good is a voice with no hands to hold?
And I never looked down at you, darling.
I was only trying to find
The things that you kept hidden,
Things I could not keep inside.
You said there are two types of cold –
The cold of distance, and the cold of force.
In the end, I guess it was action that you were looking for.
And she was forever beating down your door,
Hard to ignore
The weight of a body thrown against yours.
Know that I could have loved you from a distance.
That would have been enough for me.
But she danced around your edges; she could touch you where I could not reach.
And you pushed and you pulled at each other
Like the waves crashing over the beach.
I watched you dissolve into her arms
As she kissed the pebbles at your feet – skin speckled like glitter and dust,
And I knew that could never be us.
But love has always held my eyes open,
Could not turn me from what I can see.
And just often enough for it to matter
You still turn your face up to me.