There is something that i wanted to say to you
I wrote it in a letter, with a pen in red ink
i left it on your doorstep, you must not have seen it yet
I wrote you a letter, but i didn't know what i wanted to say
maybe that the idea of you is like the plague
or that you are the bane of existence
the creator of of all things good and ugly
None of it made sense, just that you were everything
even the things i hate most because i love them too
you are everything that never was and never will be
i wrote it in red ink. it said, you are everything.
after i wrote it, i took it back and wrote nothing.
i could never figure out the distance between
here there, everything and nothing
i could never find a device that could measure the gap
there is no instrument to guide me
only you would know precisely