it's strange the way we skirt around each other
like trying to catch a piece of dust in the sun.
it's strange the way we hold each other
but never talk about holding each other.
it's strange that you are such a huge flirt
but are still the shyest person i know.
it's strange that i haven't asked you out yet
but we still act like a couple.
it really is strange.
but it's astonishing
how wonderful you are.

it's not very reassuring
to hear "um, okay."
as a response to me asking you out.
your attitude is passive
and annoying
but i still like it and that ****** me off.
and you know
that i would jump at any opportunity
to jump
your bones.
so **** your lazy little attitude
and **** me instead.

you told me you've never kissed anyone
and i was very surprised
and you thought it was a bad thing
but actually
it's about the cutest thing i've heard all week
and it just makes me want to kiss you

it's 5:30 in the morning
and i'm not even going to pretend
that i just woke up.
but i am going to pretend
that you will ever want me
for anything.
because i want you
for anything you want.
it's 5:30 in the morning
and i still want you.

you would think
that with all the time i spent wearing daisy chains
i would learn how to make them
but i never did.
you would think
that just by looking at me you could find something
good about me
but I know I can't.

I have yet to understand
how the weather can feel "sleepy"
but I sure as hell can feel it
the wind on my bare back glides like water
and the scent of freshly cut grass
is intertwined just a little bit with that of wet leaves
the swell of the waves
mirrors that of the clouds
ebbing and flowing at no particular pace
I have never felt such a crowd
while I am alone in this place
this place where everything is tangible
the air feels like ghosts in a small room
and I feel content

I did a very horrible thing today
let's just say that all progress is lost
fell down the hole in my ears
and didn't find the other side
squeezed through my bellybutton
spread through my bloodstream
to turn my blood a dark purple
but hope is not lost, you see
all that progress may be lost inside me
but hope thrives in places other than my blood
or my ear canal
hope thrives everywhere