I don't know what to do with you,
I don't know what to do without you
So im going to love you im I'm 70 and kiss you
twice as much
I'll give you back rubs when you're sore and make you mr.noodles when we're away from our families on thanksgiving because I know you did that this year
Even though we both probably wouldnt go to them if we had the chance
I'd rather be with you
Talking about all the good things in our childhood to drown out the bad
You dont have much to say and it kills me to see the pain
So when you look at me and im looking at your chest, or your hands
Its because I want to be there
I want to wrap myself around your demons and  suffocate them until the first thing you remember about your mother isnt the dissaprovement but her smile and that story about your fathers strength is no longer going to be haunted by what he did behind closed doors

you boarded that plane and in your luggage
you took a part of me with you
I'll weep
thinking of the constalations of your lips
to the tips of your fingers
if you were a melody
god used only the finest notes
and scribbled you in a felt ink pen -
only to be framed and admired for the years
to come

my body aches for you
you are the Mona Lisa of my soul
and the King of my moonlight
I wish you well

Please think of me when the sun rises

He's very sad and utterly incredible
He's like
November rain in a Canadian sky
or black and white photographs
of a woman on her balcony smoking cigarettes

Making it look so beautiful
You almost forget its killing you

Now if I could take the alphabet and rearrange the letters into the perfect stream of words that would take his pain away, Or ease it
I would

But i don't

so i give my body to him
In hopes he'll ask for my soul

All the time spent in the proximity of your lips
Your arms
Your sheets
It's all miscalculated for this disimbodied
..emotion

I lied
I care

You can't kiss my lips
and not hold my hand

But you do

wishing i could've made better decisions
maybe look a little different
If my waist was the circumference of my thighs
would you stand by my side?
Would you feel a little better to hold my hand?
Would you brag about me to your friends?