The ups and downs

The ups and downs of life, present no way to be concise
but with the right to form delight, I write these words for you inspite 
of all the wrong, the little right, the chance to see paths through the night 
I can't be all, the things you want, can't be the path that you once sought
Maybe a chance to pass the time, with nothing done, but it's still fine 
As long as fingers intertwine, and steps still fall, in the same line
¥ou know the type , you think you do, the ones that leave, when feelings bloom 
I'm not the type, you think you know, I only leave when nothing grows 
And grown it has, to something new, I want to grasp and bring into 
Within my life, where things could be, a friend in need, or more complete 
I want to feel and understand, why you repel, and get all mad 
Could it be me, the things I say, that make you cry, that make me fade 
I'll paint a picture if I must, with words unsaid, no tone and just
Could it be love, could it be lust, lets play it smart and start with trust 
I told you once, its you alone, with no one else, to fill the zone 
The pampering and playful words, are only parts of what you've heard 
If you could feel my racing pulse, you'd know for you, is this impulse
And when its you, that speaks to me, I listen clear, unfilteredly 
Your voice it tingles past my ear, heads to a place, that you can't hear
Something speaks but mispronounces, my beating heart feels like it bounces 
Could it be, what made it true, rendered broken, split in two
Imagine that, the feeling true, I think today, I finally knew