i always thought i'd lose it to you
in your borrowed twin bed with the plastic candy coating squeaking under sheets.
i always thought you'd touch my face and kiss me by the river and
i'd be in my red sweatshirt that i remembered so i'd never forget.
i always thought that i'd pull you into that dip in the trees near the circus
and finally melt our stretchy boundary.
i always thought you'd come around.
i always thought it was you.