we met never in the methodical sort of way
and when you finally caught on my mind was already ahead
but my silly eyes convey deafening thoughts
that words will never let out
my dear
say something sweet to me

we departed in a methodical sort of way
fickle insides burning
i told you my fears and you said you didn't feel pain
when precious skin and senses
are so delicately impaired
seized momentarily
i am cynical about forever and typically i
adverse devotion
but you make me so indecisive about godforsaken warmth
say something sweet to me

we dissolved
how did you exchange your soul for a ghost
by the sweet taste of a promise?
you're so lovely
let's run away and hide in the hills
what i should bring?
just your beautiful self and your smiles for miles
you convinced yourself you knew the patterns of my mind
that's all my prerogative cried for,
to share the sunlight with you
not having to fear the loss of hours
that's the thing about sunlight
it burns my paper-like skin yet i pine for its heat
and still return for its effortless, blinding luminosity
in another chance to resuscitate,
say something sweet to me

but you of all pretentious people should be aware that
no one tastes like sunlight
and when you called me lovely,
you should have called me a lovely
little fool i
still shake when i hear your name
we were beautiful