You inspire me Not in the cliche way The girl with the troubled past Inspires the artist boy with the tattoo And they fall in love Just like in all the movies I find myself writing about you When I sit down at my desk To do homework Or poetry Or sing And I know we only have A certain amount of time together (You will graduate soon and my mother won't let me see you and my emails will go to the wrong address and my calls will go to your brother instead of you) And that time Seems to be slipping away from us As 15 turns to 16 And as smoke turns to vapor But I am determined To capture every moment we have together Photographs, sharpie stains, swapped clothes Until they all run away from us Down the 3rd floor hallway Of building D In size 7.5 platform shoes And a white pirate shirt Like the one on the cover Of a 90 cent romance novel
I know sometimes That we aren't good for each other Like that time I brought you to tears When we were with Jess Or that time you let me smoke And my mom Almost pulled me out of school But I really couldn't care less Because I will take these moments In their smokey, tear drop depression And I will keep them With the rest of the things That remind me of you