sometimes
i lose words in
your eyes
so i just have
to keep
swimming
hoping
they are
there for me to
find

my mouth

tastes
like cigarettes
but you've

stopped
smoking
do u
want to share
&taste; mine
sometime
Dear,
boy
who saved
my life
the boy
who tickles
my back
and lets me
sleep

r u holding out for that
one day maybe