Spinning Backwards Since... Poem by Andrus Cassian

Spinning Backwards Since...



So what's the difference between loving someone and being in love
Could it be that love is just another mystery best left to detectives
I'm a detective myself but I stay away from crime scenes
It's reality and fantasy that puzzles me
Is it a reality that I could be in love
I feel it could be so
but the radar is a half stone throw away
from falling on me
I guess I'll just simply call it love
I know it sounds far-fetched, it seems way too distant
way too mis-worded
Guess love has two parts; is the barrier broken
What step do I lie in
I've only pushed my way through a wall
finding myself now in an enclosed cave
If I walk in a straight line, I pray I won't be crushed
Sounds simple enough because I'd do anything
I'd do anything to keep the current status I've established
I've made a name for myself in a different heart
My name was never written on mine
A vulture could own it when I'm finished
My uses for it wouldn't be bothered anymore
I need it now, as a gift; it's already branded
Tied to a string, engraved in stone
Etched with a verse of love
Invincible, unrestricted, indestructible, immobile
Though it's still miles away from where I sit here today
There's still time to kill; two years worth without a future
Only because I'm not thinking about it now; no not now
My thoughts are elsewhere this day
Because my world has been spinning backwards since
Spinning backwards since this situation has turned
this old world upside down
Spinning backwards since I'm in love with the moments
Spinning backwards since I've said those words
Spinning backwards since she said forever and always
Spinning backwards since I replied always and forever
Spinning backwards just because she's proved to be
what I wished for in my daydreams
Spinning backwards since...
spinning backwards since...
spinning backwards since...
Spinning backwards since I wish forever was long enough
to keep her within the boundaries of my loving embrace
Spinning backwards since everything, everything finally makes sense
Spinning backwards since we both declare that we are everything
another world to explore, to each other

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