At least pretend
if just for tonight
that you care enough
to make it all right.
At least pretend
if just for tonight
that you love me
and wish to hold me tight.
At least pretend
if just for tonight
that you want me
before I lose all sight
of what may be real in my life.
Please be here for me
like you were before
because honestly
I wouldn't ask for anything more.

I can't remember the way you were before marlboro 27's
before  hypnotic sour smoke
before boys who didn't asked
but Iv'e sat for hours trying to forget
to forget the way frozen concrete burns
to forget your window seat
and the things I never said while lying next to you in bed

Come home so I can stop pretending I remember the tone of your voice
come home so I can remember who we were

the way you rub the sleep from your eyes in the morning
may be the most beautiful thing I have ever seen
before the day wears down your body
and creates a shadowy outline below your eyelashes
In that split second I can lose myself in you

I fall in love with the transparency of the moment
Such a simple action, yet so honest
and then you open your eyes

On his sandwich of life
I’m just the crust.
Once looked at in wonder
Now only lack lust.
“This can’t be good,
it’s dark and too bitter.
I’ll leave it alone,
I’ll just let it sit here.”
But the crust, lonely crust,
Who can’t help what it is
Only wants to be enjoyed
Like the bites before it did.
Watching your mouth form a smile
As you sink your teeth in
Licking your lips
And wiping your chin
But the crust doesn’t make it
It just gets thrown out
Hearing over and over
“it’s what’s inside that counts.”
Too square for some
Cut off by others
Even though usually,
It scores points with mothers.
You don’t need the crust
It doesn’t interest you
You don’t want the crust!
…but some people do.