i've been wanting to write
but i can only picture slime
or stabbing through the wall
or shadows on my ceiling

i like the way you smile after you make me laugh
(maybe it's all in my head, but i've been trying harder lately
to let myself believe you love me)

you've led me to believe that i can count on you
to mean what you say-
every "i love you" I've learned not to doubt.
so i'm sorry that last night and today
the little things you said but didn't mean
made me worry about the big things you say but tell me to believe

wait until your eyes hurt
you keep running your tongue over your teeth
you think 'everything is fine, or at least it will be'
and even though you still daydream
no one wants to hear about it, molly.
daydream to yourself-
go talk with someone else
(she closed the door between us and smiled at her dog,
I was mid-sentence, but I stopped)

thinking about plants a lot
can't wait to watch things grow and bud
spring is real and here and my hero year after year
i want you to **** my brains out in the sunshine
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i'll get wet
and we'll dive into summer
i'll stick my toes in the water
see where the current takes me

drink out of the bottle,
draw on my stomach with sharpie
maybe my lips will turn purple
i'll take pictures

it doesn't matter
i just want to matter to you

I know forever doesn't exist and I'm not mad about it,
without change life would get so boring
and maybe I'd be content, but it doesn't matter
Doesn't matter if I believe you
Doesn't matter if you're telling the truth