Motion City Soundtrack - Hold Me Down

These past days have been traumatic, and eventful. I haven't spoken to my therapist about it because of how she'd react. She wouldn't like the idea of Cassie and I getting closer, and even enjoying each others' company so much. What, a pretty girl like her and a charming chap like me out for an evening on the town, anything could happen. Man, fuck them. My last day of therapy is the 11th, and I'm not looking forward to the repercussions. I want to still be near Cassie, and I'm ashamed to say that that's driving my recent decisions. An impetus (however exciting) should always be at least twice-considered.
*shrug*
She makes me happy, and that's the point. She frees my soul, and that's what matters. She is so... hm. She is my blues. She wraps 'bout my finger while I caress the strings on another lonely night. She's the time between my heartbeats and the danger when it races. And she's too beautiful. It drives me mad. Her grace and intelligence astound me, and I don't understand her. She's so... put together, for being a mess. It's exciting.
Forty miles a day isn't much of a price for happiness.
It's rather refreshing, actually.

The thing is -- I yearn for you. I hunger for your voice, your fingers, your sound. Your smile. Your eyes, oh god. How is it that I ache for all of you so heavily? It's as though the sky erupted in light as my eyes were still adjusting to the darkness, and now all I can do is fear that I'll never see the sun again from beneath this dreary winter sky.

Oh, please break my day again. Please...