You have the happiest smile,
she said.

And when I see it,

I can’t help but to smile too.

But you have the saddest eyes,
she said.
Saddest I’ve ever seen.

Eyes like I’m staring Death right in the face.


Then I asked her,
where do you want to eat for dinner?

Let's dance again to Frank Sinatra's 'Fly Me To The Moon'
and celebrate this beautiful accident.
Because what I have right now with you,
I don't ******* want it with anyone else.

Some days I wish I could brag
what you meant to me to the world.

How special you are.

How infinite you are.

But most days I just feel selfish,

like you’re a secret I should keep.

I’m a directionless lightning

and you were the lightning rod
on a stormy night.



I’m a restless soul

and you were the song

that helps me sleep.



I’m a lost ship

and you were the lighthouse

on a sea of strangers.



I’m a nervous wreck

and you were the white pills

inside the orange bottle that calms me.



I’m always wrong about everything

but you were the only thing I got right.

I’d sing you to sleep even if I’m out of key.

I’d sing you to sleep even if my voice keeps cracking.

I know I don’t have much,

but I’d give my life for you in a heartbeat.

Christmas eve, 

alone in a hotel room, 

W 8th street.
It's freezing here,

******* it's freezing here.

You're a million miles away

and I wouldn't call it homesick

but Jesus Christ

I keep seeing your face
on the streets of this city.

You're a ghost.

I'm coming home soon.

I like you.

I like you like how Van Gogh

cut his ear off and gave it to his *****.

I like you.