Flipping Magnets

Get a load of me, get a load of you
I’m conservative and your external.
It's just like we were opposites forced to attract
like magnets pushing and pulling
just needing to be flipped over.
What if this is just the beginning,
precocious thoughts of life
circumstance waiting to
hold hands with you when we're out at night.
Walking side by side
high enough for you to make me wonder;
where it’s going
high enough for you to pull me under.
Here we go, we're at the beginning
but my heads spinning;
thinking thought of
an itch we know we are gonna scratch,
in our life journey together
are we there yet?
Wouldn't it be beautiful
if opposites could attract?
It would be inevitable,
to not breathe or speak
clearly when I think of you.