I wanted to carve pumpkins

I want to take pictures of you

and I wanted to find a way

show show just how deeply I feel

each and every one of you I have

I know the things you like

and what makes you smile

I learn your sense of humor

I try to bend myself so we fit together better, find a comfortable twist to each other for a sense of warmth.

and I can’t get it anywhere.

I’m just a string floating in the abyss surrounded by eyes rewatching me do everything wrong.