if time could tell the longings of your heart I think you would love me

your mark is a fiery ball growing inside me, like a warm pain that reminds me I'm alive.

I think I would cut my hair and become a man if it meant you would love me too

I remember you telling everyone I left my bra at your house because I wanted you.

around you I'm a paper bark tree, spreading myself thin for you

I remember buying you a book for your writing, I loved when you sang your poems, it felt like listening to myself

I remember telling you I wish there was a male version of you so we could be together, I remember kissing your brother, you didn't like that.

we where a wet crystal ball, slipping through my fingers