I feel like I’m falling out of love
Very slowly and not so quietly.
When I was a kid I went to camp
And I would be charmed by the trees
and the breeze that flowed beneath them
When I was a drunk freshman
I remember the moment when a boy made me feel like a breeze
like something that couldn’t be caught
but that could charm someone into a walk home
And offering, always offering to sweep me off my feet.
Falling for you was like the hours I spent awake at camp
Listening to the whispers of morning while it was still quiet
And looking through sleepy eyes at the light sliding in.
Falling out of love with you
Is like drunkenly skinning my knee falling on the ice
and falling asleep in bloodstained jeans
It is inherently painful
But mostly embarrassing
In a sad kind of way.
Jan 30, 2018
Jan 30, 2018 at 11:10 PM UTC
I feel like I’m falling out of love
Very slowly and not so quietly.
When I was a kid I went to camp
And I would be charmed by the trees
and the breeze that flowed beneath them
When I was a drunk freshman
I remember the moment when a boy made me feel like a breeze
like something that couldn’t be caught
but that could charm someone into a walk home
And offering, always offering to sweep me off my feet.
Falling for you was like the hours I spent awake at camp
Listening to the whispers of morning while it was still quiet
And looking through sleepy eyes at the light sliding in.
Falling out of love with you
Is like drunkenly skinning my knee falling on the ice
and falling asleep in bloodstained jeans
It is inherently painful
But mostly embarrassing
In a sad kind of way.
somebody sedate me I'm out of ****
