Some things I could hold onto forever

The things I fear

The anxieties waiting endlessly in wait for me

Like two second rate thugs they overwhelm me

Poor Atlas had a hell of burden

He never released

Maybe he just held too tightly

Some things I could hold onto forever

And some things would hold me

Some things would make you remember me

If I lied and screwed you over mentally

If I threw rocks at your window romantically

If the broken glass of my love hurt you

I’d know you remember me

Some things would make me cry

And the tears would feel wet on my cheeks

If you told me the truth instead of waiting

I’d wait for your love endlessly

But I’ll cry if you leave

Some things I could hold to forever

Happiness I felt in the cold fall weather

A couple of Sundays we spent together

Your smile as you say

Next time will be better

Maybe next time I could hold your hand

Maybe that’s one of those things I could hold onto

forever