it was after pink fuzzy sweaters
and clean white sheets
after the snow, then after the rain
that you became a cough
a sigh in the wind
i don't know you anymore
but before, it was strings of lights
fluffy comforters and shiny coins
keys jingling in my pocket
without you, it is trains and frames
of what i can still remember
you didn't owe me at all
i spied you drinking coffee
black black, no sugar
you know I only drink tea
so you slipped away like
slippery soap in my claw foot tub
right through my claws
i fought for us and you fought for lust
it was never even
you never knew me at all
i don't want to play the game
of "who cares less"
because i always lose
so write me a letter
in your tongue, our old language
if you remember
Nov 25, 2014
Nov 25, 2014 at 2:46 AM UTC
it was after pink fuzzy sweaters
and clean white sheets
after the snow, then after the rain
that you became a cough
a sigh in the wind
i don't know you anymore
but before, it was strings of lights
fluffy comforters and shiny coins
keys jingling in my pocket
without you, it is trains and frames
of what i can still remember
you didn't owe me at all
i spied you drinking coffee
black black, no sugar
you know I only drink tea
so you slipped away like
slippery soap in my claw foot tub
right through my claws
i fought for us and you fought for lust
it was never even
you never knew me at all
i don't want to play the game
of "who cares less"
because i always lose
so write me a letter
in your tongue, our old language
if you remember
