i think we've been here before

the sugar high
the rush of the first touch
rediscovered and uncovered
after months spent in hidden form
i've seen this look
and heard that voice
too soft to silence
too mild to confide in
a shadow of a whisper
of a word you tried to say
once
i think we've been here before
indirectly linked to the same situation
bound by space confined by time
movements vary with each others moods
and we relearn ways to tiptoe without
touching the floor
i think we've been here before
my voice falls back on old patterns
and i hear myself say words
i've already spoken
and i see you nod your head
with the same kind of emotion
a little of so much more
i think we've been here before
and i find no comfort in all the
familiarity
i think we've been here before
and so i fear the next step
there's only so much i can take
only so much i can say and do
when in the end it doesn't matter
it has never been for me to say
and the doing part
the doing part grows faint
in my brain
my hands are weak
and my eyes begin to show the pain
i think we've been here before
and what i want is to change paths
leave you to go your own way
while i sort out the steps that
lead to mine
i think we've been here before
and now it's time for you to do it
on your own
because you can
because you have to
because i no longer want to




(re-posted)