[-5 degrees]
I understand, I’m sorry you’re not feeling well

read 06:42

[-4 degrees]
This song made me think of you
Especially the one line
It’s always that one line
That part is my favorite

read 10:38

[-3 degrees]
No, that’s okay, I understand
School comes first, you come first
You should study
Raincheck for…maybe tomorrow?

read 12:56

[-2 degrees]
I remember you told me that your class ends
Right around 9, you only mentioned it once
A few degrees ago
Romantics tend to forget very little, we’re like elephants
Down to the smooth talking and the gray skin
It gets dark pretty early and it’s a bit icy on the sidewalks
I’d love to walk you home, if you’d let me

read 19:23

[-1 degrees]
I had a really great time tonight
I’d forgotten how it felt to smile surprisingly
My own laugh seemed a foreign entity to me
The whole night, I watched as your lips weaved
Wondrous tales of a life I hope to be apart of
If you’d let me
I know I’ve already left, but I don’t mind walking

read 23:15

[0 degrees]
If you want, you can come back
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I’d love to
Despite the cold from today and yesterday
You’ve always…it’s always been cold yesterday
Despite it still being cold enough to freeze water
To turn fingertips gray
Fingertips left reaching out
Into the cold
Despite the forget-me-nots that only I’ve grown
You’ve turned your doorstep into the sun
I’ll be right there

read 00:01

Your wine stained lips left a kiss
On my coffee cup
Your love stained lips left a kiss
On my coffee chest
I am quite tempted not to remove either

I sip on sweet liquor
(6)
Till all that I can see are your words on a page
(12)
They encapsulate me
(6 again)
In the way another life does to a dreamer
(12 again)
The way a stranger does
(6 never before)
To a heart break lover not yet broken enough
(12 once more)
I sip on sweet liquor
(Back to 1)
Till the abyss is but a clown to be laughed at
(12 smiles)
Maybe life is fleeting
(6 for a while)
If so, I’d quite like to spend its moment with you
(12 smiles again)
If all's well that ends well
(6 soon to end)
One last smile shared with you ought to be enough
(12 without a rhyme)
I sip on sweet liquor
(1 once more)
Till it drowns me in a pool of secret giggles
(12 smiles a last)
Immersed in amnesia
(6 glances past)
Maybe it's that joke of yours, I lost it somewhere
(12 a drought, dies of thirst)
Among these blurred pages
(6 smiles a first)

Tell me
Tell me things I’ve heard before
Tell me things I’ve never believed
Until I heard them from your lips
Your perfect lips
Tell me about the universe, my dear
Tell me about the stars and how to paint them
I will tell you about the atoms they are made of
And how there are so many more stars
Tell me about the mountains and how to climb them
I will tell you about the cliffs off of which I fell
Tell me about the music and how to play it
How to sing it
I will tell you about the flats and sharps
Until my voice becomes coarse
Tell me about the brick walls you admire so
I will tell you how to pull them apart
With bare hands
The same bare hands
That still have footprints on my back

Tell me about the ocean
And how I will drown in its waters
Tell me how the moon apologizes to the waves
For ever making them feel so powerful
Tell me how to steal the moonlight from the shore
And keep it in a jar to collect dust on a shelf
I wish I knew where I put that jar
Tell me about the coral reefs and the cuts they leave
I will stumble over blisters still
And drag myself across the shores with no moonlight
Tell me you don’t want me to have the blisters
Tel me, as I try to paint the stars for you
As I try to climb the mountain
Tell me about the sun
And how it never apologizes
For burning so bright
I will show you my scars

Tell me how to paint the stars
Tell me, my dear

She chooses her victims carefully, precisely
A serial murderer stalking her prey
She wears the skins of victims passed
While one might feel cursed by her presence,
Damning the hell she came from
As I often am through no fault but ours shared,
There is no “luck” of the draw
Those words were meant to be spoken
That tear was meant to fall
That goodbye was meant to last forever
There are no coincidences, she is rarely that lazy
Rarely
Except for when she is
When she is instead a joyous lover from the heavens
Leaving a gentle kiss on your forehead as she walks through the door
Oh how light are her footsteps against the broken glass that was once you
She never bleeds, not for any of the hearts she has shattered
Her presence, however miserable at worst and tormenting at best
Can be most addicting
There are no worse withdrawals than from what was

I will destroy you in the most beautiful way
Tear your heart out to give you as a present
You will be grateful
The blood in your mouth will taste sour
I will have convinced you it is honey
The emptiness you feel away from me
Like a black hole consuming any light it can
Will only be fixed by my sweet nothings
Sweet nothings, my dear
Sweet nothings
You are addicted to my touch, my being
There is nothing you can do but weep
Spill your sorrow into buckets
I will drink them, sour as honey
The person you want and the person I am
Will never be the same
I will have convinced you we are one
Sweet nothings, my dear
Sweet nothings

We tell children that they can do anything in the world
Set your mind to it, and the sky is yours
Yet, in the same breath, we're supposed to explain
That no matter how close you travel to the mountain
Either admiring from afar or standing at the base
You will never get to the top
No matter how hard you try, you will be left
Standing in the cold, admiring from a distance
Somehow, both are true