We used to kick it everyday over at the pad, just smilin and doin what we did games on , music loud and nothing ever spiraled out then you moved and i stayed the weekedn and shit got strange, got feelings i hadn't had in a min comfessed and we chatted, you revealed stuff that happened in the past We had that connect on another level but i only felt it, as your door swung the other way we couldn't progress from here, yet i wanted to ever so dearly i knew what it do and i pressed it a bit, make shit awkward without wanting to now im the bad guy and i know it still wanna kick it with ya and chit chat, but with this current sit. it can't happen, a work on progress i guess but hey slowly wins the race but not a snails pace more like a walk in the park , takin a stroll figurin life out but I, this is not what this is about more along trying to fix a wire whose cords became untangled like a cut tail from a lizard snlowly but surely a painful progression your smile and grace, in whatever you do even forgetting stuff and just bein a goof one of the worlds wonders and i wanted to give you that world a place full of beauty that could never match yours wanted to carry you through it all, make your life soe peaceful while mine full of the struggle but you won't have that im aware your earn youw wage and held the head high never giving me the chance you said the possiblity was there, but now wasn't the time i got that and seemed to forget easily or maybe i was just nervous as i knew i loved you and you knew this too fumbled my words and watched my actions too closely became the goof that shouldnt date someone became that dude that shouldn't date anyone too much shit i gotta figure out before im good for that some say i am good for it, but i disagree like a clock that just runs too fast, reset and reset too fast is too fast head over heels and giving up my meals wanting to invlove myself in every aspect seemed like a good thought but later did i realized i got too close and became distraught a tree growing too fast with termites chopped it would be a cure is somewhere, but too far gone right now a buried treasure in the last reaches of this planet the very treaure you disereve woa is the ship that sails for it these waves make the journey difficult, storms all the time torn sails and no anchor, not even a helm wheel to steer where ever the sea wants to take me no choice but to allow so im repeairing at a rate that won't last or maybe just right slow and steady but not a snails pace i only envision the best of you knowing your faults never dreamed of fucking, just carressing and loving ya walkin down town holdin hands murkin anyone who dared touch your hair violently an overseer, a gaurdian one you don't need right now i arrived to early might have to leave too, which i don't wanna do hope you know i always got you and you always got me, whether you want it or not tore a chunk of my heart and laid it in your hands yours forever, i don't want that peice back, know you have me keep it secure, don't abuse or misuse only with time can this be fixed seems like i dont wanna wait thought about erasin but not this time not goin down that road again couldn't do it if the gods willed it i met your fam and wanted to get to know them more but right now aint the time and im not sure there is one hopefully my rhymes suck and don't make sense but at the days end all i want is for you to understand and support this recovery of mine even if we just friends i aint losin you not like this Writin to Drake's, "Come thru" instrumental