It was like planting my face into the grass
Warm, soft, and bristly
Heavier than my chest could handle
I remember that feeling every time I dream about you
More than I remember your name
And I dream about you all the time, even though I don’t want to
Because I’ve never needed anything more in my life
And I’ve never found it anywhere else
You called me a freak
I want to be where the people are
Where they remember my first name without knowing my last
I want to be a regular occurrence, to be expected
To claim the feelings I inherited and feel them back
I want to have stories instead of repeating facts
I won’t be able to echo anyone anymore
But I want the opportunity to try
I don’t know what I’m doing wrong
The water is clogged, no matter how I try it
If there’s even water to spare
I leave alone and empty, with a warning to never come back
When given a choice, the answer is no
Aug 24, 2025
Aug 24, 2025 at 8:13 PM UTC
It was like planting my face into the grass
Warm, soft, and bristly
Heavier than my chest could handle
I remember that feeling every time I dream about you
More than I remember your name
And I dream about you all the time, even though I don’t want to
Because I’ve never needed anything more in my life
And I’ve never found it anywhere else
You called me a freak
I want to be where the people are
Where they remember my first name without knowing my last
I want to be a regular occurrence, to be expected
To claim the feelings I inherited and feel them back
I want to have stories instead of repeating facts
I won’t be able to echo anyone anymore
But I want the opportunity to try
I don’t know what I’m doing wrong
The water is clogged, no matter how I try it
If there’s even water to spare
I leave alone and empty, with a warning to never come back
When given a choice, the answer is no
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