So you've been alive for seventeen years,
And I'm really very glad about this fact.
Stick around, little idiot.
Keep smiling, keep laughing.

I feel like I tried to swallow the word wrong,
But it got stuck in my throat.

Was there anything that was real?
Or was it just your
Synthetic soul
And plastic personality.

I've held onto the fact that I love you
For five years
I'm not going to stop any time soon

The most romantically sought after girl
And the most socially admired boy
Chose to be my best friend and boyfriend
And Jesus Christ, they chose me
Woah.

The sun is setting and falling and crumbling,
For you.
But you are a part of the sky,
You may fall, on this night,
Your colours will wither
And we will lose a part of you
But in the morning you will become new,
The light I find in you will rise.
We will have you in full colour,
As vibrant as the sun streaked sky,
And it will be okay.
Some day.

Floating just below the surface,
My hair splayed out around me
In the bath, or the sea, or space.
I am weightless,
Timeless,
Ageless,

*Powerless.