clouds have split

you've finally seen that seeing you through my eyes isn't how it should be done.
however you came to realize that, i'm glad.
i know i've been thinking the same thing for a while now,
except i see me as much more than i am through your eyes as i do my own.
we need to digress. bring us back to when i was fantasizing about you while driving home
listening to menomena
so we're going to that concert together. on my birthday.
like our first date.
anyone else would be killed by this.
but we're smarter. stronger.
and we'll use this.
you have to take your future, separate it from mine.
and i'll take my future. and look at it.
when we decide, to join them together,
i'll finally have all of you.
like you've said i have all this time.
i even let you do the honors.
of breaking it off.
and i hope it makes you feel like you've got the upper hand.
when, in actuality, you have more moral problems than i have.
and i hope to hear about them someday.
I hope you let me in.
I hope you accept me as a prophet.