I took a bath The other day After looking at your Instagram And seeing a photo of you on your birthday You are wildly different now Then you were when I last saw you
You were so sweet with a sleepy in your eye And smile in mind So confused when you asked “What?” “Why?”
Now honey you’re almost ugly in your darkness But the curve of your brow, the shape of your teeth, the beak in the center of your face I’m still fond I’m still sweet on all of it I still want you in my bath But I guess I probably don’t want you, you I want old young you and old young me Sitting in my tub Making bubbles Playfully disrespecting each other You were a bit of magic in my potion bottle That never stops giving I have no angst or pain associated with our parting Because our meeting was so perfect I wonder if you remember it too Or maybe you blocked me out
Either way, you’re in my mind Always laughing in the dark looking so ******* sublime.