Slow

I left places
I didn't even know
I was leaving them
I left faces
the longer you stare at them
the prettier
It will take some things a while to hit you
until it does you cling onto forgiveness
I think things to an end
I don't want to but I do
I guess we are just slow
moving creatures
scared of new
We leave traces
of ongoing talks
that seem wrong
And it saves us
often to walk away
or go along with it
It will take some things a while to hit me,
until it does I linger on and sit here
I think things to an end
I don't want to but I do
I guess we are just slow
needing safety
how about you
I think things to an end
I don't want to but I do
I guess we are just slow
moving creatures
scared of new