don't let me give up on you

when everything's a white curtain you're not really sure where to go. laugh loudly and suffer quietly. shake the sand out of your hair let the sun burn your skin but in the end everyone always has to leave. sometimes i don't know what i'm really writing about anymore. all i want to do is go back to those places where i belonged: across the quad, across the country, across the sea. anywhere but here. these four walls close in too fast and the door is covered by a white curtain that just won't flutter aside. i'm screaming about broken things and hitting the keys on the keyboard like i'm playing my heart on the piano. take me back to the summer where all we had to do was drink beer and watch fireflies. now it's cold and i can't run around anymore but we're still happy, right? i still know how to be happy, right? everyone's a mess every once in a while, right? all i ask is that you don't let me give up on me. don't let me give up on you.