I bet she could swallow me whole,

Or piece by piece,

like the alligator on her thigh.

Her apartment is Very ***** and welcoming,

I wouldn't doubt it though,

That somewhere in her uptown lair,

There are the husks of a few unlucky hearts,

Tucked carefully away and wrapped up,

Something like the spider on her arm.

But while I lay next to her,

Tracing those tattoos,

I could only think of all the ways,

She had made me feel good.

And so I didn't go to Alaska,
And so I didn't need your camera,
And so I asked you when I could return it,
And you told me Thursday evening,
And sent it with a smileyface,
And so Thursday came,
And so I brought you your camera,
And the "Deep Purple" cassette I got you,
And you invited me inside,
And our friends were there,
And so we hung out,
And  I started to feel unwelcome,
And I thought it was the ****,
And so I checked my phone,
And had 6 minutes till I should leave,
And so I looked up,
And you had tears in your eyes,
And  you asked me to leave,
And you apologized,
And said you needed girl time,
And that it had "been a week",
And so I told our friends goodbye,
And I gathered my things,
And I forgot my water bottle,
And I got in my car,
And drove home,
And cried,
And knew it was probably not my fault,
And felt so bad anyway,
And cried,
And thought of your cat,
And how excited we were to see each other,
And how I'll never see her again,
And how I'll never see you again.

I want to spread you out like the cosmos,

kiss every  galaxy that glitters on your skin,

Lick the stardust off my lips,

And start again.