push & pull

the push & pull..
something we can't seem to time right.
you pull, i push.
i pull, you push.
discombobulated misgivings.
it seems like an infinite loop we're stuck in.
how f*cking incredible it could be if we could time it right.
could we pull each other close enough?
would we?

how do you define something so intangible whilst still being palpable?
we dabbled and indulged behind smoke screens and sly innuendos.
what started off in a state of platonic simplicity, gave rise to an incomprehensible purport of a romance.
in one hand i hold the reins of my heart and the other i hold your heart.
you claim you gave it to me but so often do i feel it rescinded.

at times, i feel compelled to grab you and hold you close to me in an infinite embrace, bodies entwined.
then, there are times where i can't seem to run far enough from you to save myself.
PUSH & PULL
don't throw what you can't catch, don't pull what you can't hold.

at the end of the day, we're all an ickle mental.
my thilly goothe
xox