It was weird
I didn’t think about
Jumping off
That’s cliche

I thought about
How last time I was there
With Him
I was getting high over cheap wine
and weird vegan pizza

And there was a tiny gold lock
With no key and nothing was
Engraved

And we tilted over the
edge
And walked across the
beams
Where we should have been scared but
the wind and the ****
Kept us afloat.