i've been thinking about you a lot lately.

i've been thinking about you a lot lately.
law of attraction, i can make you happen.
our minds are an infinite space time continuum
every thought that we think, creates a new reality

but i still can't create one where we end up together.

Now why would a god of love only allow us 20% of our brain capacity? please forgive me for questioning my free will, but my abilities seem like a hindrance,

let me create my perfect world.

Please forgive my aching desire, this tinder in my brain like a dying fire.

please forgive this awful question, but please, let me use my other 80%.

with my other eighty percent, I could make myself happy again.

with my 80, I could fly a starship 'cross the universe divide.

with my 80 i could maybe understand the thoughts that run through your beautiful mind.

with my 80, i could make this world a better place.

a place where we don't have to worry about what other people think, and we can do what we like without consequence. without questioning why.

with that 80 percent, maybe i could find the courage to tell you I love you.

with that 80 percent maybe i would have the courage to read the line i just erased.

maybe i could find a way to tell my family that i have no desire to go on a mission.

maybe i'd even find a desire to go.

with that extra 80 percent, maybe I could remember what the hell happened to me when i was a child.