His name was pure and easy
Unlike the quest to figure his heart out
It’s like he swallowed the sun
And you could see it beaming through his eyes
I tasted him like blood in my mouth after a fist to the face
I felt him like fire, flames burning my body until it’s nothing
my heart was fixed on his compassion
His drive and his dreams
But you can’t hop in an acura with a ford budget
You can’t go to the top of the world when you’re afraid of heights
His light will forever consume me
But I’ve grown numb
Exhausted on trying to return to a place that never even existed in his eyes
Exhausted on remembering this broken memory of something that never was
I’m counting down the days until I accept
You can’t surf just a wave during a tsunami
But at least I tried
Nov 1, 2014
Nov 1, 2014 at 11:12 PM UTC
His name was pure and easy
Unlike the quest to figure his heart out
It’s like he swallowed the sun
And you could see it beaming through his eyes
I tasted him like blood in my mouth after a fist to the face
I felt him like fire, flames burning my body until it’s nothing
my heart was fixed on his compassion
His drive and his dreams
But you can’t hop in an acura with a ford budget
You can’t go to the top of the world when you’re afraid of heights
His light will forever consume me
But I’ve grown numb
Exhausted on trying to return to a place that never even existed in his eyes
Exhausted on remembering this broken memory of something that never was
I’m counting down the days until I accept
You can’t surf just a wave during a tsunami
But at least I tried
