the coolness of the Atlantic hits us like an epiphany
you tuck a willow in my hair
as i taste summer in the air and insanity on your tongue
those nights when we felt like fireflies trapped in mason jars
and we watched all the others follow the lifeless lights of city streets
enduring the foggy-eyed mornings that follow with a blanket on the floor with you
a forest fire ripping through my head
(i loved you)
a bass drop of a song in the backseat of your friend’s car
my heart flutters like sparrows to the sound of thunder
and the sun trembles over the horizon
i know how this will end, just like i know you
but for now we are young
the wind hits our broken pieces and fills the holes
i count up all our mistakes and they seem beautiful
as we wait for the fiery effervescence of violent waves
i hope we remember how they sound when we get old
we let the meaning of everything cloud over us for a while
(i loved you)
broken air conditioners and laughing out loud for no one to hear
and we wonder if we exist at all and i think how strange this is
as phosphorescent waters swish and spill
i scream inside so there is no echo
my sleep took over slowly that night
i used up all my colored film on you
and i found the pictures in the glove compartment today
i love(d) you
Aug 8, 2013
Aug 8, 2013 at 12:06 PM UTC
the coolness of the Atlantic hits us like an epiphany
you tuck a willow in my hair
as i taste summer in the air and insanity on your tongue
those nights when we felt like fireflies trapped in mason jars
and we watched all the others follow the lifeless lights of city streets
enduring the foggy-eyed mornings that follow with a blanket on the floor with you
a forest fire ripping through my head
(i loved you)
a bass drop of a song in the backseat of your friend’s car
my heart flutters like sparrows to the sound of thunder
and the sun trembles over the horizon
i know how this will end, just like i know you
but for now we are young
the wind hits our broken pieces and fills the holes
i count up all our mistakes and they seem beautiful
as we wait for the fiery effervescence of violent waves
i hope we remember how they sound when we get old
we let the meaning of everything cloud over us for a while
(i loved you)
broken air conditioners and laughing out loud for no one to hear
and we wonder if we exist at all and i think how strange this is
as phosphorescent waters swish and spill
i scream inside so there is no echo
my sleep took over slowly that night
i used up all my colored film on you
and i found the pictures in the glove compartment today
i love(d) you
this is a poem that i wrote about over a year ago (well, a heavily edited version of that poem). it's very loosely based off the song "title and registration" by death cab for cutie.
