I'll be honest.
It isn't because my mother can't commit
I'm not dependent on her idiosyncrasies or her
BeatenKickedMurderedWays
It isn't that my future is too bright
To be shaded by love
Or poetry OrartOrmusicoranythingatall
It isn't the way our hearts just don't beat in time
It isn't you. It isn't me.
It's been two years, and it's still her.
She's still in every sip of the coffee I'm too cowardly to drink and sh
E's in the words I conjure up when I try to be romantic b
Ut I'm all out of wor
Ds to use beca
Use I used them all on her lips
I can't help it. She makes appearances in shopping mall windows and in the steam from my skin melting showers. You want a forever, well so do I
But mine was stolen from me and god I wish I had purple sheets.
Apr 11, 2016
Apr 11, 2016 at 9:57 PM UTC
I'll be honest.
It isn't because my mother can't commit
I'm not dependent on her idiosyncrasies or her
BeatenKickedMurderedWays
It isn't that my future is too bright
To be shaded by love
Or poetry OrartOrmusicoranythingatall
It isn't the way our hearts just don't beat in time
It isn't you. It isn't me.
It's been two years, and it's still her.
She's still in every sip of the coffee I'm too cowardly to drink and sh
E's in the words I conjure up when I try to be romantic b
Ut I'm all out of wor
Ds to use beca
Use I used them all on her lips
I can't help it. She makes appearances in shopping mall windows and in the steam from my skin melting showers. You want a forever, well so do I
But mine was stolen from me and god I wish I had purple sheets.
