My favorite color is orange
like the sunsets
I want to watch with you at
5:43 p.m.
when the sun goes to rest
and our hearts warm together
even though it's fall
and the subsoil is nothing but permafrost

Your favorite color is green
like the grass we lay in
holding eachother as close as our bodies let us
listening to the music
that came from the earth

and everythings perfect
because i'm where i should be
and that's with you;
you're the one for me
and i would never trade you for the world
i love you, okay
like infinity times infinity

"Are you okay? You look upset."

That's my normal face dude.

"Why are you so quiet?"

I'm thinking, that's all.

"Are you sure you're okay?"

Yeah.


I know I changed over the summer, I'm not as insane and wild as I used to be.
I became sad
over the summer.
But I'm still loud and crazy
and everyone thinks I'm funny.
I feel more at ease
now that
I enjoy books more
and art
and music.

That's all.

Oh boy,
(I) never thought I'd see the day
that your nose would be buried in a book

Your eye(l)ashes brushing your cheeks
and half lidded eyes twitching
as y(o)u scan the page
Your mouth mo(v)ed when you read something funny
and it was adorabl(e)

I can't imagine what pla(y)ed in your mind
of what you read on the pages
and took a hold of with y(o)ur imagination;
it's something beautif(u)l

Your ears were red
so were your cheeks
but I guess it was because
you knew I was watching you
and that's okay

Because
Oh boy,
(I) fell in (love) with the way (you) read

I don't know where I'm going
but it's where I want to be

Even if it's two doors down from home
or in a cabin where the only color you see is white

Because here and now
my colors are draining
and I'm nothing
but a bag of bones

There's nothing, but bruises
from where my memories used to be
and everything I touch
turns to coal

But if I cross my fingers
and sew my eyes shut
maybe I can go back to when
my eyes were blue
not grey
and my lips were pink
not white

So I've decided to pack my bags
and start the car and drive until
I'm out of tears