i thought i wrote you another poem
but really i just went empty for 3 hours
and dreamed of hammering nails into my forearm
(but now i guess i'm writing you a poem)

i like you

but look at the trees through my kaleidoscope eyes
(because my glasses are off and everything is blurry)
(for the first time blurry looks beautiful)
and the leaves all mix together with the sky
so I am left to wonder if this is even real life
(it can't be, this is so perfect)
and I can feel you looking at me
back and forth with the branches and my smile
(i smile so often with you)
the thunder doesn't even scare me
and I don't worry about the bug bites or the dirt or sticks stuck in my hair
and I don't worry later, either,
when I am in the back of your car
and the lightning is so close to us
(because how perfect would it be
to get struck by lightning with you
when all i feel every time you touch me is
electrifying)

sleeping bags and back seats
and blue eyes that keep looking at me
trunks of cars and waterfalls
cemeteries and big rocks
ice cream joints and dirt paths
and anywhere that you're at

you are capturing my mind

but all i ever wanted was a boy to secretly sniff my ******* and like it
and an over-sized shirt that doesn't smell like me to wear to bed
and a feeling much like what i'm feeling right now

1.  All I can see are headlights and all I can think of are your eyes

2. We just pulled to the side of the highway to let a guy *** in the trees

3. Will this night ever end, will I ever see you again, will I die here and let my last kiss be under a stairway in a building we call 'hell'? Will I make it through this trip, what if I don't

4. Hey I am still just as crazy about you even over all these state lines

I'm awfully awfully tired
but I have no where to sleep
maybe the ******* grim reaper
will make my bed for me

Sitting on hotel floors
wondering if i'm trying too hard
wondering if i'll ever get home
wondering if you'll still want to wrap me up
when I do