Why When I

We don't exist upon your wall

But I am to assume I mean the world

There is no urgency in us

But I am to assume it is everything

I am not allowed into your heart

But I am to assume all that is there

I am not allowed to understand

But I am to assume it all makes sense

We don't glimmer in your eyes

But I am to assume together forever

We used to calm my soul

When the world wreaked havoc

We became the havoc

That wreaked my soul

We used to be taken lightly

Because there was no real future

We used to pass aimlessly

Because there was no need to think twice

But here we are, we are breaking

I am to assume I unwound the strings

For the things that were wounded

Were never as I desired

Here we are falling

Into a never ending cycle

I am to assume I want too much

That when I speak I cause a mental eruption

We break my heart

When we seem to have no priority

When we seem to just get by

When I must list all the reasons without rhyme or reason or help or support that you want exactly what I want; when all I've done is spoken, and expressed, and pleaded, and asked, and fell on my knees and begged.

When I assume, I am wrong.

But I am but to assume the best intentions.