"And please, say to me, you'll let me hold your hand, I wanna hold your hand."

"I find the map and draw a straight line
Over rivers, farms, and state lines
The distance from 'A' to where you'd be
It's only finger-lengths that I see
I touch the place where I'd find your face
My finger in creases of distant dark places

I hang my coat up in the first bar
There is no peace that I've found so far
The laughter penetrates my silence
As drunken men find flaws in science

Their words mostly noises
Ghosts with just voices
Your words in my memory
Are like music to me

I'm miles from where you are,
I lay down on the cold ground
I, I pray that something picks me up
And sets me down in your warm arms

After I have travelled so far
We'd set the fire to the third bar
We'd share each other like an island
Until exhausted, close our eyelids
And dreaming, pick up from
The last place we left off
Your soft skin is weeping
A joy you can't keep in

I'm miles from where you are,
I lay down on the cold ground
And I, I pray that something picks me up
and sets me down in your warm arms

I'm miles from where you are,
I lay down on the cold ground
and I, I pray that something picks me up
and sets me down in your warm arms."
-"Set the Fire to the Third Bar": Snow Patrol

I don't know how I feel right now. Everything is so confusing and difficult. We're in a valley, a really low point and we're not facing it. We pretend we're just fine, but clearly we're not. School is starting again and we're on opposite ends of the spectrum. I'm so excited and you're so dreading it. I feel like you're slipping away and it's killing me so bad. I'm at a loss for words. I just want you to want me.