is it really so infinite?

and it took everything I had
and everything I'd ever lost
to drive away from you
on this balmy grey afternoon...

stinging with new tears
turn up the volume
to drown out the thoughts
of wanting to throw my arms around you
until everything was alright.

I can't save anyone
anymore
I'm bleary eyed and concise
I live in a world
of mad scientists
and synchronicity

you're the earthquake in the quiet
the angry plate shift
the aftershock
the rumbling
the tearing apart of things
that's you.

and the philosophers say
that all the change is good
but I'll cry my tears
nonetheless
seeking salvation
in cvs
and trying to forget
about looking at you
looking at me
through sweet brown eyes...