boy, i love the way you make me arch my back you bend me like a bridge & how do bridges stay up, anyway? that’s one of the million things i just don’t know like how you curl me like a sunset it’s always dark when we kiss but i long to see you in the sunrise forget kissing in the rain i wanna feel you on my skin like a thousand sun rays or how there’s a science to the way you part your lips when we kiss like it’s a secret you can hardly keep or why in those moments i don’t feel ***** or little or why, when it comes to the spring cleaning of my cluttered life i can never decide if i’m trash or treasure so i hang myself somewhere in between like a lonely t-shirt on a washing line what i mean to say is i just want to ******* HANG OUT WITH YOU boy, if bridges can stay up why can’t we?