What good are you for if you don’t sit and listen to The Antlers with me? Holding my hand sweet and softly as I observe all the people and flowers and low-lights surrounding us while I cry. Valentine, make yourself useful this year. Valentine, be mine.
I kiss softly because I am afraid of commitment I kiss lots of people because, why not? I kissed a dead body before I kissed my first love I miss flowers when the grass is brown I miss flowers like how I miss you every single day I missed my pills and now I just miss myself I think infinity is a lot of sleep I miss you now more than ever
The aura around you lured me in and, and lord My heart has never pounded this hard before-- Dark hair and shallow breaths Maybe, Just maybe, You're feeling the same way Inside that hallowed ribcage of yours
ice skate violin, flute, choir a play in the fifth grade go to parks wear hearing aides read more books act obnoxious be bolder make bracelets be late added nutmeg to tuna was mean to my sister, i took her for granted made teachers scream at me cut my legs lie to strangers