You make me look stupid when I drool thinking about you,
It seems you have no problem running through my mind.
Are you running, or just skipping in there?
Or maybe your shoelaces are untied?
Because something tickles that makes me wanna laugh,
When you prance all over my thoughts, my other half.

You come through my doors: without a knock,
Never even a warning.
Crawling through my eyelids,
And fizzing down out of my mouth.

Yr gonna feel like ****.
The dinners, the openings
all don't matter.

The friends the small talk
the bougie dishes
all don't matter.

You know this
and I know this this
is why we are friends.

Sitting in class, looking around,
I feel a little man climbing up my face by hair.
He has on tiny sharp shoes
And they dig into my skin
I wince as he clambers up my cheek
He rests only for a moment
Thinking.
He gets fistfuls of my eyelashes
Tugs & tugs & tugs
I feel the weight of him &
My eye closes gratefully
He moves to the other
Making a mirror action
And it's all gone from there
Now he dances in my dream
He might have climbed
Into my ear while I wasn’t looking

It's tough to love,
and hurts to die

So **** me fast,
then we'll get high.