Follow request...
From you...
After two years...
After everything...
After nothing...
FOLLOW REQUEST AT 3 AM
YOU WANT BACK IN, YOU WANT TO SEE
THE PERSON I'VE BECOME SINCE THEN
THE PERSON YOU COULDN'T BE
Two years of silence, two years of space
Now you want to see my face
In pixels, in posts, in curated lies
You want access to my eyes
I should decline, I should move on
But my finger hovers, it's drawn
To the button, to the chance
To let you in, to let you dance
In my life again, in my feed
In the person I've tried to breed
From the ashes of what we were
From the pain that still occurs
Jung would say it's the shadow calling
The part of me that's still falling
For the story, for the myth
For the you that doesn't exist
Accept or ignore
The hardest door
Accept or ignore
What is it for
FOLLOW REQUEST, FOLLOW REQUEST
I STARE AT YOU, I HOLD MY BREATH
FOLLOW REQUEST, FOLLOW REQUEST
EVERY CHOICE IS A LITTLE DEATH
FOLLOW REQUEST, FOLLOW REQUEST
DO I LET YOU IN OR NOT
FOLLOW REQUEST, FOLLOW REQUEST
DO I OPEN UP OR ROT
I look at your profile, it's private too
You want me to approve you
The irony, the twist, the game
We're both playing the same
Still pending...
Still waiting...
Still me...
Still you...