Fear. Like there's hope in this story.

When I tell you I'm scared. Comfort me. Tell me that I'm strong. When I tell you I'm going to drive at night, in the rain, the dark, across the worse parts of town to listen to something I'm passionate about. Come with me. At least ask, at least offer. Give me something. Put your dark drink down. Put your selfishness aside, pick up your compassion and come with me. 

When I tell you things. Listen. 
When I tell you things. Think. 
When I tell you nothing. Do. 

Did you know, you could hold my hand too? 

I am alone with or without you.

I am blind when you look at me. You are blind when I look at you. 

When I desperately need to feel, 

numbness entangles us cold. 

I can't dance anymore. I can't prance any more silly. I can't hold any stance when I'm falling more to be alone. 

I forget where we were. Are. Always will be.