8. while you were wondering
you were wondering if i was good enough
pretty enough...
could my attraction last through the years
would my magnetism keep you captivated
or was i just another girl
pining for your bed side manners
were you being pulled into me
or just pushed down again
you always thought you were a sure bet
of course, she’d be below you
she’d be the one to have to rise
that the choice would be yours
to throw a hand down the well
or let the princess starve
while you were wondering if i was the one
worthy of your holyness and helping hand
i was building ladders and double knotting bows
with the patience and grace of a pope
that’s the difference between you and i
my gold coins glisten in the fountain
the only thing that shines for you
is the palm of your hands
when you hear the sound of my voice
composure kept, no one can know
you’d never left your good looks slip
you fear they’re all that you have
hiding the perspiring of your pores
one slip of the tongue and you’re done
insecure
insincere
split between the truth
and your nervousness
frozen at the bottom of the well
how did the snow
fall
down
to
you
or was it you who fell?
can’t remember if i pushed you
or you pulled me
i’ll leave it up to the sticks and stones
to make sense of our bones
in love
or to death
we became
one in the same