Woke up on a sunday
on october

trees stripping away there disguise
and grass losing all happiness
as if they lost a lover

Woke up on a sunday
were the first thing in my head
was her...

Walked out into the world
onto the street
coming down the road
on a bike
she comes

And thought to myself
"why is she coming to see me"

came in and sat down
we watched an old movie
she sat on one side
i on the other

and i thought to myself
"would she liked if i were closer?"

took her to my room
she read some poetry

took her downstairs
were i have another bed
we held hands
and we were silent

we took our bikes out into the cold
and rode down the street
thinking
"this is like a movie"

We sat in a cold park
we we sit all the time
silent
and i thought
"should i?no. i'll swallow it down"
she bikes off as do i

on my head my all afternoon

i biked to her house
she came walking down the grove
Gorgeous she looked
we sat in the leaves and we took picutures
she said
"what did u do for the rest of your afternoon?"
and i thought
" i thought about you all afternoon"
but said
"oh nothing much"

we hugged eacother

tight hugs there beautiful

she walks off with a smile

and as do i