We sat in your car that night
Til three in the morning
And I remember how soft your
Hair between my fingers was
And how your head in my lap
Felt so perfect as we gazed at the stars.

We spoke softly even though
No one was around to hear.
Your voice is always comforting.
And it's funny in a sad sort of way
How I know you don't want me
As badly as I want you

She loved staying up all night
He loved waking up early

She loved the smell of coffee shops
He hated coffee

She listened to John Mayer
He didn't even know who that was

She loved writing poetry
He caused her poetry

She loved him but hated to way he had her heart
He didn't pay attention to her but loved the was she was his

I love the way the moon hangs in the sky
because whether it's surrounded by darkness
or shrouded in daylight
it still remains beautiful for all to see

I wanted to fall of the bridge
Not fall in love

But then I met someone

Who made me forget the difference

my heart was like a glass jar
and you threw it on the floor
when you told me you had to go home
but it was a lie
i know you went to see her.
you left your jacket on the couch
and its still there
i can't move it
because its like touching you
and it all becomes real again.
sometimes i just come close enough
to smell your leftover cologne.
the one that smells like musk
it smells like home to my heart
and it mends it back together
and its like your here again

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The colors I wished to touch
I finally did on a still wild parrot
Beneath the electric pole
That woke up now and then
In angry alien blabber.

I don't know if I like
Those colors any more.