Awkward pause,
Hold my breath and wait,
Wait for this to pass.
Hold your hand,
Touch your face and feel,
Feel I m holding back.

It s in your head.
It s in your head.

The last time I wrote you,
You said it was past due.
So I'll send this last letter,
Eight minutes later you ll feel fine.

In your room,
When you kissed my neck,
I felt you closer then.
But when we talk,
It feels like freshman year,
Like grabbing at loose ends.

We're holding on to nothing.