Easy simple temporary
A use of time
Quick to leave
But now I
blush at the sound of my name in your voice, know the ridges of your hands, laugh at the stupidest things you say, write these words you never see, worry of letting you go
Love is not to be planned

my sides fit your ridges
your edges align with mine
our picture looks to be the same
but you're a corner piece
and sadly,
so am I.

you’re the mentos to my coke
you make me all bubbly
and open me up
but boy you can make me explode

e-cigs and i-phones
every teen's downfall:
prefixes.

the sky cried the day I left town
its rain drops like tears bringing me down
but if I must leave you
and go far away
at least I’ll have left
on a rainy day

the good ole days are here and now
the setting of our future nostalgia
and happy reminiscence

live life without looking back
so that one day
it’s worth turning around for

we sell songs of sadness
for 200k a pop
money can’t buy you happiness
but sorrow could buy you a lot