(I need a new mic...yea I know...wateva...lmfao)

They say that one should offer a penny for another's thoughts
And oftentimes I caught you fishing in wishing wells hoping to gather enough change to find out what I was thinking
Cuz silent lips kept hidden the chapters of thoughts scribed on the back of my eyelids that I'd study while I was blinking
So now let me admit, that I often sit and wonder why…
Why do you love me so much?
I never could have fathomed that such emotions truly existed
And in search of this, I became a resident of the state of denial
And it wasn't until recently that my mind crossed state lines into acceptance
But yet, I remained curious
So when you'd catch my face with studious stares at the sun, realize that I was trying to calculate its circumference just so I can get a mere glimpse of how big your heart is
I've been told that I'm cold hearted, but your touch, can be the single cause of global warming…
as you have the ability to melt icebergs and glaciers in the Antarctic with your fingertips
You always had my back like a shadow, yet you don't abandon me through times when it's darkest
So I try to plug in random coordinates throughout the galaxy into my GPS to try to locate how this started
I even tip toe along the horizons of black holes to peak in to see if this phenomenon is hidden within them
An unexplained mystery that most would believe is only a myth such as Big Foot or the Loch Ness Monster since many people think I'm delusional and swear that how you feel for me couldn't be real
But whenever I would cheat on you at night, by laying in bed with my doubts…
I put on my reading glasses and stare through telescopes, because what we have here is written in the stars
And even if the Greek God Atlas was to grow weak and drop the heavens which he holds on his back…
The impact of that still wouldn't be able to rock my world the way you do
Forget all about earthquakes and tsunamis, cuz you done broke down my levees and once again FEMA is way too damn late to do anything about it
And withstanding all of the chaos going on in the hurricane type of world around me…you are the eye of my storm
The calm provider of clear skies throughout the rain which came undetected from my Doppler radar
You have me turning on the weather channel everyday, hoping that you continually stay within my five-day forecast
And they say that actions, speak louder than words
So even though you are softspoken, I hear your thoughts at immeasurable decibels
Broadcasted at a frequency which is only available to me
Like a commercial free radio station dedicated to playing our soundtrack
Which I hear as the first thing as my alarm clock awakes me to start my day
And I've now realized that I no longer have to wear my track shoes to sleep, since I am done chasing my dreams
But it seems that I was too late to come to this realization
Cuz instead of giving you all of me for a penny, I now have to pay the price of realizing that waiting so long to tell you this…
is why you
are now gone.