sneak into my room
and crawl into my bed
you are tired
and i don't want to be alone
in the morning
we will leave in your car
you drive
while i look at you from the passenger seat
you like when i take photos of you
but i'd rather write about you
remember that parking lot behind the abandoned convenience store

i left home without telling my friends
they don't get it
you're always tired
and i have to fend for myself

i open the glove compartment of your car
a stack of photos
poems are written on the back
you remember the parking lot promise
the last photo is of that night before we left
with only a caption
"i don't want to let you down"

you let me in at 3am that night
i latched onto your mind
and you tried to smooth my edges
maybe we like to pretend it isn't real
nothing is real in the darkness
we fall asleep
and wake up in the morning
with only a terrifying memory
i wonder if you regret it
but i look forward to midnight
it's the time you're alive
i'm not afraid
until i remember it won't be the same when we wake up
this is the secret we keep
i want to tell everyone about you
but you tell me
"we only exist after midnight"

you are a dream
when it's dark and quiet
and i'm supposed to be sleeping
i hear you
but i can't sleep
what if i told you that that night i heard your heartbeat
you took something from me
i don't want it back
you are smart
but you are broken
i can see it in this light
it's almost like you speak in songs
i'll never tire of listening to you
your words bruise my heart
but it doesn't hurt
you are truth
and it scares me
i'd be willing to give you my heart
you just have to say that it's enough
you are not a dream
but a person
and your mind is what i want to know
you are a person
and it scares me how much i feel all of this