There are times when I'm afraid.
The tin man. The first thing that happened, when he was given a heart.
It was broken.
When I don't have you.
I don't have anything.
Before you, I didn't have anything.
I believe and expect people to change.
To see me one day, and to be blind the next.
So long as I stay invisible. Remain invisible.
I can tread the tightrope.
Because whether there's a path there or not
there's no gravity weighing me down
if that rope disappears, I'll just spread my wings
and keep walking.
Even if the path is a hologram, only in my imagination
I don't need it to keep going.
You cut my wings. Because
if you're not there
what reason do I have to fly?
For Dom, and me panicking about what was at that point, just our friendship. I definitely wanted a new level in our relationship and he was wanting to hold off. It was hard for me to be patient about that and I spent a lot of time harranguing him about it.