a race for our autonomy

i remember pacing back and forth in our cluttered room in wait of your reply, that was the day i found the strength to say those things and look you in the eye, the symbiotic nature of this bond is hardly paying in, those dividends are shrinking again, with choices lento make, chains to break, to forfeit is to win, it seems you're catching on to me, you're on to me i know, you've always been that part of me, that part that won't let go, a self-fulfilling prophecy, a heat that's frozen cold, when frightened by autonomy, we both refuse to grow, so i must ask, where do we go from here?, where do we go from here?, there is no love in fear, so where do we go from here?, i know we've heard our share of broken promises yet hang on every word, but when the past becomes the present such resentment in hard lines getting blurred, whoever got anywhere without the pulse of another beating heat?, those memories are falling apart now, with choices left to make, chains to break, to forfeit is to start, it seems you're catching on to me, you're on to me i know, you've always been that part of me, that part that won't let go, a self-fulfilling prophecy, a heat that's frozen cold, when frightened by autonomy, we both refuse to grow, so i must ask, where do we go from here?, where do we go from here?, there is no love in fear, so where do we go from here?, i see you catching up to me, and with it you should know, there is a hope where none should be, in time from letting go, it's giving into honesty, and taking back control, a race for our autonomy, a heat that's full of hope, the race is on, the race is on, the race is on, the race is on