I've wanted you ever since I learned how to want.
With a box full
of toys in your closet
and a mouthful
of love on your lips,
you are just a boy
and there's something about your hometown
that makes me want to fill my lungs with poison,
its all awfully familiar.
Things are different now, but still the same.
I still get random urges to kiss the top of your head.
I still **** in my stomach when we have ***
but I'm more scared of losing you now
When my dad tried to teach
me how to ride a bike he said,
look at where you want to go,
look ahead,
and I still can't ride a bike, too busy
staring at the ground.
"a lot of what floats in head comes from you, it always has been because you are me"
Mar 30, 2014
Mar 30, 2014 at 8:55 PM UTC
I've wanted you ever since I learned how to want.
With a box full
of toys in your closet
and a mouthful
of love on your lips,
you are just a boy
and there's something about your hometown
that makes me want to fill my lungs with poison,
its all awfully familiar.
Things are different now, but still the same.
I still get random urges to kiss the top of your head.
I still **** in my stomach when we have ***
but I'm more scared of losing you now
When my dad tried to teach
me how to ride a bike he said,
look at where you want to go,
look ahead,
and I still can't ride a bike, too busy
staring at the ground.
"a lot of what floats in head comes from you, it always has been because you are me"
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