cross roads in september

The somewhat we'll see I'm still uncertain plans of summer/fall fell out of my mouth and you said

that's a long time.

and it hit me that it was. that 11 months is. 

But I don't feel rushed with you. 

Just get a rush from you.

She said what about it makes it a bad thing

rambling off but then each time following up with positives and certainties. And this wild panic calm of excitement been in me that I keep pushing down for the past 34 hours. 

cross roads are a hard place to stand at 

movement is required and we've always been content with staying in 

to the right, together. to the right for you and to the left for me. 

"we'll think about it together" and lonely use to be the thought of you leaving at night...but now

I'm wondering why you aren't staying the night. Cause it feels natural. And how wonderful it's been when in the times you don't, I'm confident I'm seeing you again soon. 

You and I are boomerangs to each other. I just know you, us. Separate paths mean at some point you jumping over the fence sneaking over to meet me. Some things never change, like the fact of you and I always finding each other. Other things do... Like the fact of you and I, the past month of a giant change towards each other.

One thing I am absolutely certain. I trust you most. I'd follow you. Standing sure of the fact that you are a thinker and I'm a feeler, together we'll choose what's right.