Symmetry

I stayed awake just long enough to see you.
 Remember Winnipeg?
 And feeling simpler back then?
 I took a week off from a bat of flu.
 It was a Saturday.
 I saw you waiting by the plane.
 I was always in a way just a long shot.
 I was never in the clear of that.
 I am lucky just to be a potential.
 But I will always make a mess of that.
 I traded symmetry for everything I loved.
 I took my feelings out and I had told you I was done.
 I know your mistakes, does it bother you
 That I found where they stay?
 Can I reach you yet?
 I stood up so fast.
 And I let you down, it was the first time
 That I heard that sound.
 It filled my head with the darkest shade of black.
 And I met you there.
 I realized then that I was just a little sad.
 And I left you there.
 I was always in a way just a long shot.
 I was never in the clear of that.
 I am lucky just to be a potential.
 But I will always make a mess of that.