Dear Alex,

I’m terrified to talk to you
Afraid anything I say or do

Can get misinterpreted
Because people project

And fears conscript moments
That need to breathe truthfully

I’ve been fighting off demons
I can’t kill that keep reaching

I see them everywhere I look
It’s like we’re all a bit infected

And I don’t want to lose you
I want us to be inoculated

Do you understand meaning
When I say I want to dance?

Is your heart at last ready
For this feast after famine?

Are you willing to fight hard
For truth buried underneath

The lies everyone’s gonna tell
To pull us apart and sabotage

Everything we have both earned
By hearts’ loss pure endurance?