im in love with the way
your hands
they shake
when you pass the last cigarette
in love with how
it took you so long to come my way
the way you take your time
to find what's right
im in love with the way
you take what's yours
without apologies
or tainted words
the way even the back of your hands
smell like a home i'll never have
the way the entirety of the cosmos
fit themselves so kindly in your eyes
how the joy of summer's first sun-rays
washes over me with your laugh
the way Sundays just aren't so lonely
when i know you're the Monday that comes next
i love the taste of cigarettes
coming from your lips
the lips that open me up like you're giving me new life
i love the way i feel no pain
i love the way you feel like the rain
you cleanse me of my sin
and you help me begin
to see my life as something more precious
i love the way my reflection
isn't quite as disconcerting
when i see you in the mirror too
i love the way my soul starts to leave my body
to be a little closer to you
i love the way that music sounds different
i love the way it feels
to know someone like you is real
and the terror at thinking
that this is not
that this is just a notion
and i'm just here
like drift wood floating in the ocean
i love the way you can't be fixed
to anyone's idea of what this is
i love the way your voice feels
like a summer's sweet breeze
drifting through the doorway
i hate the way i miss you
because you're not mine to miss
i hate the way i kiss you
knowing i can't own this sweet bliss
i hate the way i feel you
in every guitar string i pick
the way i smell you here
even when you're somewhere else
the way you stay in my mind
like memories stained stronger
than spilt red wine
i love the way my vision has changed
everything looks different with you
minutes become seconds and years become days
i love the way you keep me
in a sublime haze
and god how it stuns me
that somehow
someway
it took you so long to learn to love yourself
you look like an island
like shelter from a storm
i love the way
all i need is your gaze
to make me feel warm
and the way you still walk me home
even though it's not home to me
i hate the way i can't have you
never should and never could
and i know i don't need more
and i don't deserve more
i know it would all fall apart
and i know it's a waste of time
trying to turn water to wine
i know i don't want to make this real
i know already know how this ends
but i wish there was a way
to bottle you up
to save for the day
when this is all just pictures in my brain
playing like an old movie
soundtrack i can't get out of my head
subtitles in a language i no longer speak
negatives held up to the sun
blurry and incoherent
like my thoughts when you're around
but beautiful pictures
like people
find their way to the light
you develop me like a picture portrait
of someone you'll soon say you used to know
and i'm just a fool who is grateful
for having been able to sit in on your show
but i'll stay in the back
and i'll leave before the credits start to roll
so when the curtains close
i won't have to watch you go
Jan 28, 2020
Jan 28, 2020 at 12:23 AM UTC
im in love with the way
your hands
they shake
when you pass the last cigarette
in love with how
it took you so long to come my way
the way you take your time
to find what's right
im in love with the way
you take what's yours
without apologies
or tainted words
the way even the back of your hands
smell like a home i'll never have
the way the entirety of the cosmos
fit themselves so kindly in your eyes
how the joy of summer's first sun-rays
washes over me with your laugh
the way Sundays just aren't so lonely
when i know you're the Monday that comes next
i love the taste of cigarettes
coming from your lips
the lips that open me up like you're giving me new life
i love the way i feel no pain
i love the way you feel like the rain
you cleanse me of my sin
and you help me begin
to see my life as something more precious
i love the way my reflection
isn't quite as disconcerting
when i see you in the mirror too
i love the way my soul starts to leave my body
to be a little closer to you
i love the way that music sounds different
i love the way it feels
to know someone like you is real
and the terror at thinking
that this is not
that this is just a notion
and i'm just here
like drift wood floating in the ocean
i love the way you can't be fixed
to anyone's idea of what this is
i love the way your voice feels
like a summer's sweet breeze
drifting through the doorway
i hate the way i miss you
because you're not mine to miss
i hate the way i kiss you
knowing i can't own this sweet bliss
i hate the way i feel you
in every guitar string i pick
the way i smell you here
even when you're somewhere else
the way you stay in my mind
like memories stained stronger
than spilt red wine
i love the way my vision has changed
everything looks different with you
minutes become seconds and years become days
i love the way you keep me
in a sublime haze
and god how it stuns me
that somehow
someway
it took you so long to learn to love yourself
you look like an island
like shelter from a storm
i love the way
all i need is your gaze
to make me feel warm
and the way you still walk me home
even though it's not home to me
i hate the way i can't have you
never should and never could
and i know i don't need more
and i don't deserve more
i know it would all fall apart
and i know it's a waste of time
trying to turn water to wine
i know i don't want to make this real
i know already know how this ends
but i wish there was a way
to bottle you up
to save for the day
when this is all just pictures in my brain
playing like an old movie
soundtrack i can't get out of my head
subtitles in a language i no longer speak
negatives held up to the sun
blurry and incoherent
like my thoughts when you're around
but beautiful pictures
like people
find their way to the light
you develop me like a picture portrait
of someone you'll soon say you used to know
and i'm just a fool who is grateful
for having been able to sit in on your show
but i'll stay in the back
and i'll leave before the credits start to roll
so when the curtains close
i won't have to watch you go
