Aligned

It’s funny how I know exactly what’s going through your mind,
As if our neurological orbits are perfectly aligned,
How I can tell what you’re thinking when you make that face,
Or what you’re doing even when we’re not in the same place,
It’s difficult to hide something from someone who’s a part of you,
Especially if the thing you’re hiding is one they already knew,
Sometimes we worry ourselves into thinking that someone doesn’t care,
When in actuality that someone is wishing we were there,
There are few things in life that we cannot decide,
Few settlements are made in which choices are denied,
Sometimes it’s to late to fix something once you realize you were wrong,
And the suffering to pay your dues must always be prolonged,
But it’s the suffering itself that gives us the strength to continue,
And when it’s time to choose again you’ll reach deep down within you,
Making sure you do the right thing cause this could be your last attempt,
And you don’t want to make a choice when you’re filled with such contempt,
You’re coming to the realization as you read this word-by-word,
Because as we both know it’s a message we’ve both heard,
It’s funny how I know what your thinking while you’re reading this,
You’re thinking of that moment, the last one we shared in bliss.