Corinne Bailey Rae - Closer

Don't make me responsible/ for something that you can't find./
I don't mind us to build tension/ but we've got to move in the same direction./
Lay down what's impeding you/ 'Cause I want to get closer to you./

But first, here.

‎"At first I saw you everywhere. 
Now only in certain things, 
at longer intervals." 
— Louise Glück

For no matter how much clarity we tried to outline the expectations with, the beginning still brought us here.

Here.

Where your walls are down, and where my guards lounge with ease, too much ease. And where the course of friendship goes on, undisturbed, except now and then, with questions of what will come next, and where.

But first, here, where speech is low but devoid of sadness, where secrets spill out with the smiles that could not be suppressed, where rain could just as well be sunlight, the way it rolls with so little weight, where rainbows and stars are not strangers to each other, where frowns and facades are read, and construed with kindness and patience, where one takes, and then gives back, where childhoods brighten and dim, and commingle, brightening together, where one life touches the other and leaves little chance of either one staying ever the same again.

Yes, first, here.

Astig.