Will you wrap your arms around me
Silently press your body towards my back
Clutching my chest to keep it from exploding
Give me the strength I, myself, lack

Lay your head on the back of my neck
Whisper "It's gonna be okay" into my ear
Pull me in a little bit tighter, now
Let me feel you're still here

Help me weather the coming storm
Let me rest in these arms for a while
Before the thunder comes rushing in
And my tears, like the tide, will rise

The notion shows, as rain on my skin
As uncontrollable screaming
As a black out within
A pain with no meaning

I promise it will soon be over baby
I just need a little time
Getting my self together again
You promised never to leave me

You said "Baby, you and I"

I have a mug
That has "coffee" written all over it
There's even little beans on it
But I only ever use it to make tea

Never cry in your bedroom.
Because a place of comfort
Should never contain sadness.

Did you see
how the sky was always changing?
Did you feel life's beauty, blissful innocence rearranging?

turning into days, days, days
void of blue, void of sun
how the rains swell the veins, in ways
one can no longer ignore
life blood barely breathing
a child screaming
to be heard

Do you feel how fear stole away
your purity of heart, your breath, your life,
your words?

With love, fearlessly reclaim
your truth, your voice, your heart

What is that? Who is that?

now is the unraveling
now is the untwisting
now is the time

how would I film us together?
without making it sappy, ridiculous
because you hate that,
I would make it honest.
I would film
you alone
me alone
a shot of you falling off the bars at track
and me almost catching you
then a shot of us laughing in the car
a shot of me taking your ball
a shot of slapping your ****
a shot of laughing again
a shot of us cuddling together and falling asleep on the couch
a shot of you mumbling into your pillow about our hearts
a shot of you showing me the song
a shot of me learning to play it for you
a shot of it going all wrong
a shot of us dancing together
a shot of me glancing towards you
a shot of us dancing with other people
a shot of your face forlorn
a shot of me breaking my expression
a shot of me dancing alone
a shot of you alone
a shot of me playing the song
someone trying to sing along
and me putting up the ukelele.