"when we live in Oregon, things will be brighter, i know it."
i can't see your face in my mind anymore
i see the shadow of your smile, and the shape of your hands and feet
the soft lines on your thighs
but i can't see your face
your kitchen has dark spots now
i'm choosing to forget your house
and the names of your dogs
but no matter how hard i try
i still imagine waiting at your door
and seeing baxter
and boo
barking at me
Mar 6, 2017
Mar 6, 2017 at 3:15 PM UTC
"when we live in Oregon, things will be brighter, i know it."
i can't see your face in my mind anymore
i see the shadow of your smile, and the shape of your hands and feet
the soft lines on your thighs
but i can't see your face
your kitchen has dark spots now
i'm choosing to forget your house
and the names of your dogs
but no matter how hard i try
i still imagine waiting at your door
and seeing baxter
and boo
barking at me
