What do I do if I’ve already met you?
What if you’re that guy I just can’t say what’s up to?
For some reason my mind is stuck meditating on this…
Like what is–
I can’t finish, afraid that what follows will diminish what’s come before
Afraid that what’s already been done will doom this love like, like long shadows in animated versions of folklore.
I am more or less caught in the moment, unable to dream myself forward or hold my heart back.