“I understand I can’t have you. But I want to know you’re in the world with me.”
I’ve been overfilling my head trying to guess what you’re trying to express. I wonder how long you’ve been bottled up every time you erupt. I’m tired of walking on eggshells. Gotta wait for you to find out yourself, that it’s all in your head. Let it be known. Quit bringing skeletons to bed.