if time could tell the longings of your heart I think you would love me
your mark is a fiery ball growing inside me, like a warm pain that reminds me I'm alive.
I think I would cut my hair and become a man if it meant you would love me too
I remember you telling everyone I left my bra at your house because I wanted you.
around you I'm a paper bark tree, spreading myself thin for you
I remember buying you a book for your writing, I loved when you sang your poems, it felt like listening to myself
I remember telling you I wish there was a male version of you so we could be together, I remember kissing your brother, you didn't like that.
we where a wet crystal ball, slipping through my fingers