and i stopped smoking shortly after i met him
i stopped, because he didn't
and even though it felt so good inhaling the smoke he blew in-between
my lips
it just still didn't make up for the fact that i was slowly watching
the one i adored **** himself
and i don't know if he cares or not but it felt so horrible
knowing that now. and now. and now.
he shortens his life by what seems to be an eternity
and i guess i never realised this when my own lungs were at risk
but you
don't you dare die on me

do i like him or do i like that he likes me?

running up my spine
hanging in my veins
stirring up my mind
bending around my waist
pounding on my chest
falling through my hair
running out of air

for the first time
since i was like 4
i actually took the time
to pick petals off of flowers
and guess what

he loves me not.

i'm gonna wear black - all black.
i don't like blues or yellows
and the only thing pink should be your tounge on the inside of my teeth.

if this is gonna end up with something that needs to be "facebook official"
(ugh)
i WILL force you to delete those 2012 pics of you so my friends
(who have never seen you before) won't think you're that ugly

i'd love to go out and eat with you and act like we're all fancy and stuff
but can we do it right after payday
because give me a week and my money are looooong gone

we are gonna hang out at your place
my parents are awkward and ask too many questions
and i love train rides
so you're not gonna come to me, i'm gonna come to you

if we work something out you better show people you like me
i'm talking friends, exes, complete strangers i. don't. care
but show people the love, okay

yeah i have trust issues
i get jealous over pretty much everything
but just kiss and let me know i'm yours and you're mine
and we should be good

waking up is always best
with your whole body
smelling like selftan
because summer is near
with sand stuck in your sheets
from yesterdays walk on the beach
mascara in the corners of your eyes
because you fell asleep texting that guy
sunlight shining through your door
and flowers when you look outside
open windows to air out the house
berries and greek yoghurt in the fridge
and loads of plans to keep you busy

now i've got you in my space
i won't let go of you
got you shackled in my embrace
i'm latching on to you