i stutter every time i talk because it sounds nice in my head but my words turn into uneven breaks in a thunder storm
and your dark eyes send shivers down my spine
and i guess the lesson "boys like confident girls" never really got through to me
but i guess no lesson got through to me because i am a mess
and my hands won't stop shaking
and all i can think about is how soft your touch used to feel
and now it's like daggers every time our skin comes into contact
maybe i'm the only one who feels it
but maybe that's because i'm getting bad again
but all i ever wanted was you and now every piece of your existence makes me tremble
and i don't know how to get out of this rut because i don't want to feel daggers anymore
maybe i want to feel sea salt brushing against my feet
but then again i would want that water to turn into a hurricane so that something else can destroy me other than myself
how can i love you without casting tides to shore and pouring over us like there is nothing left and maybe there isn’t
i used to want to understand why your eyes flutter every time someone brings up natural disasters
but now i realize that maybe that’s why you love me