I had a dream
that you never came
to pick me up at the train station
so
I jumped in front of one.

I was always the one
that waited,
Romeo.

I want a boy
with the last name of a famous poet
who struggles to find words
to tell me I look
nice today.
Who will know
every song on shuffle
in my car
but lipsyncs into the
passenger side mirror to
avoid the risk of messing
up the lyrics
in front of me.
Someone with the courage
to grab my hand in
a public place
and not care if his are
sweating.

I think it could
possibly
maybe
be
you
.

The worst thing
you could ever have
crawling under your skin
is yourself.

You're just the boy with no time for me.
And I'm just the girl who's losing sleep
over your obituary.

They
Don't
Fill
Up
This
Hole
Like
You
Did.

hit a desperate yet (beautiful) point in your life
where you’re begging someone to spit in your mouth
because
lying next to them,
kissing them,
being inside them,

just
       isn’t
             enough

Take my soul and heart
today, With boys like you I
can't find words to say