Birds of Fae - Us in the Woods

He loves the snow
'Cause he never gets cold
11 degrees below zero
He'll say "baby open the window"
He loves the mountains
'Cause he can walk up any one that he chooses
No panic
No gasping for air and no tearful blank stares
While i'm stuck at the bottom
Wrapped up in blankets
Waiting for the pictures
Avoiding the anguish
Of never quite catching up
Never feeling good enough
For anyone
I'll stay behind
And I'll keep track of time
Wait for him to come home
Assure me he's fine
And i'll never stop worrying
When he comes back he won't be mine
Anymore
But he loves to argue
And he'll fight me to death that he'd rather have me,
A mess stuck in bed
Than anyone else
I guess
He'll fight me to death
Swearing to me that i'm perfect
Well, he's perfect
'Cause he's good at everything right off the bat
When he's hurting
He shrugs it all off like it's nothing at all
And I'm manic
Depressive and anxious, not strong or courageous
It's tragic
That he chose to carry the weight of my sadness
I'll cry on his shoulder
Ask when it gets easier
He doesn't have answers
But he'll lend me a t-shirt
And wrap me in blankets
Swearing to me that i'm perfect
I don't deserve it
But he looks at me
And all that he sees
Is undying love from the girl of his dreams
And I look to him
When my legs start to give
Always so desperate for his reassurance
He looks at me
And all that he sees
Is his girl in the woods and the sun through the trees
And i look to him and i see the world as i couldn't
Before him
And it's perfect
And as long as I've lived I've never found something so
Perfect

Written by:
Emily Dowd

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