Two Hands

Two hands ended our relationship

Two hands started our relationship

My hands touched yours

Your hands touched mine

I felt an undeniable connection with you

And that connection I feel like we’ll have for life

We learned to use our hands to hurt

We used our hands to love

The connection between us was so strong I could almost call you a drug

You were the one on top, almost always taking the lead

Always taking the time it was you looking out for what I needed

Time has made me a strange mixture of the results of time with you and interactions with the world

The world sucks

You were right about the world: what you like and how you feel things should be done do not match up

We’re the ones on the outside of society because our beats are drastically different than what they march to

We don’t march

We shoot our intentions into the air and hope that nothing happens to us or anyone else as they fall

We care, but we care in a different way

We don’t want a lot of damage but somehow it always happens

I can speak for both of us and say that we want each other’s hands again

You still probably punch like a guy.