Jun 2012
The sun still stings when I fall asleep in the grass behind your house.
I only visit when everyone is out; your dog doesn't mind. He, after all, has always been the only one to like visitors.
Burning up in your backyard, it's easier to pretend you wouldn't mind if you saw me standing by the hammock when you came home. It's easier to ignore how much you wish I were dead.
Please don't be alarmed to find cookie crumbs on your table when you make yourself a bowl of cereal after everyone is in bed. I would've cleaned up, but I wanted you to know some part of me still is messy, and thoughtless.
I only visit when everyone is out; your dog doesn't mind. He, after all, has always been the only one to like visitors.
Burning up in your backyard, it's easier to pretend you wouldn't mind if you saw me standing by the hammock when you came home. It's easier to ignore how much you wish I were dead.
Please don't be alarmed to find cookie crumbs on your table when you make yourself a bowl of cereal after everyone is in bed. I would've cleaned up, but I wanted you to know some part of me still is messy, and thoughtless.
