Creative mind from an insane lunatic.

I got a plan that will astonish you;
You got a plan that will demolish me.
I got an idea that will fly us above;
You got an idea that will ground us below.
I want to hold your hands;
You want to spit onto mines.
I want to pick you up;
You want to put me down.
I want to hold you;
You want to push me away.
I want to kiss you;
You want to turn around.
I want to love you;
You want to hate me.
I desire to be with you;
You desire life without me.

I got a plan that requires you beside me;
You got a plan that doesn’t involve my existence.
I want to make you my first place;
You want to settle for last place.
I want to endure obstacles with you;
You want to suffer alone.
I want to crumble by your presence;
You want to vanish from my presence.
I want to see the sunset with you;
You want to see Armageddon day.
I want to stare at stars with you;
You wish I was a shooting star.