i am sitting in front of you
you are talking to me and im talking to you, but in my mind i am free

and my mind is the only place free of love for him, from tiredness of you, from the heaviness of my shoulder, from the red in my eyes, from the fear of something new

free from questions about life, free from deciding what not to say, free from the shame of my mistakes and the thought of tomorrow

you can take him away from me, you can take yourself away from me, take all you want away from me
when you are done, you will notice that when i look at you, its not enough, when i talk to you, its not enough
and when you stop trying maybe you will realise that you will never have enough of me because you never had all of me
because in my mind i am free