It was in that night /
The night we lied in that vacant parking lot a few miles away from town
Just you and I, and the half-a-moon and glistening stars above us
Everything still, so still
Everything rapid, never-resting
Just you and I, arm length to arm length,
You and I, two straight lines in a crooked world
I wondered aloud:
What do stars think of us whenever they glance down?
And you replied, lovely and ever desolately:
They wonder what we think of them whenever we glance up
It was in that night /
I sought you
I knew you
You burnt through
The college-ruled lines of my delicate paper skin
I was so young then
I could have known better
I could have a lot of things
You could have been a boy
Do I miss you?
It could be
I’m too ******** to process thoughts thoroughly
People fall in-love much too easily
The look in your eyes is all too promising
There was a place and time of
Beckoned curiosity, loss of dignity
Tainted sanity, your fingers inside of me
In and out, out and in
The pale of my limbs
Past the garden and villas of my soul
Through the thick of my skull
In and out, out and in
The beating of my lukewarm heart
There was a night when
We let love in
For the first time
From that moment on
We could never be the same
For your fault, I’d take the blame
You’d soon despise me all the same
The presence of your memory
Abandoned in my mind
It was in that night.
Jul 8, 2013
Jul 8, 2013 at 6:43 PM UTC
It was in that night /
The night we lied in that vacant parking lot a few miles away from town
Just you and I, and the half-a-moon and glistening stars above us
Everything still, so still
Everything rapid, never-resting
Just you and I, arm length to arm length,
You and I, two straight lines in a crooked world
I wondered aloud:
What do stars think of us whenever they glance down?
And you replied, lovely and ever desolately:
They wonder what we think of them whenever we glance up
It was in that night /
I sought you
I knew you
You burnt through
The college-ruled lines of my delicate paper skin
I was so young then
I could have known better
I could have a lot of things
You could have been a boy
Do I miss you?
It could be
I’m too ******** to process thoughts thoroughly
People fall in-love much too easily
The look in your eyes is all too promising
There was a place and time of
Beckoned curiosity, loss of dignity
Tainted sanity, your fingers inside of me
In and out, out and in
The pale of my limbs
Past the garden and villas of my soul
Through the thick of my skull
In and out, out and in
The beating of my lukewarm heart
There was a night when
We let love in
For the first time
From that moment on
We could never be the same
For your fault, I’d take the blame
You’d soon despise me all the same
The presence of your memory
Abandoned in my mind
It was in that night.
