Kissing on parked cars
In empty lots
Like tomorrow
Will never come
I taste like chocolate
And you taste like lemonade
A little bit sour
A little bit sweet
I think it was our bitter infinity

Fact
Things fall apart
Fiction
What's broken can't be mended

Fact
You have brown eyes
Fiction
I'm really a good driver

Fact
*** smells like skunk
Fiction
One cigarette will **** you

Fact
Your body is designed to heal itself
Fiction
Those scars will last forever

Fact
Love cures pain
Fiction
Heartbreak lasts forever

Fact
You smell like cinnamon and freshly mowed grass
Fiction
I don't miss you at all

Fact
Everyone is just one being
Fiction
We are all alone

Fact
All the strings inside me, snapped
Fiction
I prefer the made up version

Let's go get high on caffiene and drunk off each other.
Lets spend hours in coffee shops, with nothing in our stomaches but butterflies and my cappuccinos and your lattes. Let's become giddy and delusional and find everything amusing and not be able to do anything but laugh.
Lets drink and drive as we ride around to exciting places. With every turn down a new curvy road you'll travel deeper down the curvy roads of my mind. Ill become intoxicated and weak and you'll become more and more charming as with each turn we'll fall deeper into a drunken memory.

I’m not sure
How to talk
To you anymore

I laid my heart before you
But you’re reluctant
To explore

I thought I knew
Every creased edge of you
But now you’re a name with no face

I fought a war
To save us from bloodshed
But you’ve washed your hands of me

Words are only letters
That fill the silence
We can’t withstand

My stomach is full
Of twisted knots
That fray at every end


I grappled to save us
But you’re miles away
Sitting across from me

Infectious
Its how you describe
Laughter
Or yawning
Maybe even the small
Chit chat that starts
With the familiarity of
Family gatherings
That’s not a description
Usually used for a person
It’s not how I would describe you
Or the smell
That clings to your clothing
Even when I wear it thin
Infectious
That’s how I would describe
Me
I’m a disease
And there’s no cure