Full Circle.

Take everything out.  Just put it back.  Right where you found it.
You. Your hands in your jeans.  Were you waiting for me.
Cause that's how I found you.  Every word seemed to roll off your tounge.
Like honey on my lips.  I never thought I could get enough.
You took me around the block.  But I couldn't stop.  I.  Thought it was real.
The rush.  So intoxicated.  I look back and I hated.  That I couldn't tell.
I'm lying alone on the floor.  Just laughing at myself.  How could I ever go back for more.
Put.  Everything back.  That you took out.  Right when it started.
When we started.  When we started.
How can you get back what you can't give out again.
How can I face my mother.  How can I face my friends.
How can I look in the mirror and try to love again. 
How can you get back what you can't give out again.
How can you get back what you can't give out again.
Take the deepest breath.  I just let it out.  I will be stonger.
You.  Took everything out.  I put it back.  Just where you found it.

Cheyenne Kimball