if i were any good at songwriting,
perhaps i’d be like clairo,
and write about how soft you’ve made me feel,
or the gaping hole you left in my stomach that spells out
s-u-m-m-e-r
if i was any good at romance,
i’d have straight up told you
how cool you were
how cool your creations were
how cool it’d be if we hung out
even as my heart is ablaze,
like sunny hong kong,
the wind singing along,
you are wrong, so wrong,
for this
perhaps i could write a novel, then
of a forbidden love between two lovers
in a summer long, long
ago
except it’d be fiction,
but maybe i’d lie and preface it with:
“based on a true story”,
if it means making a blockbuster,
lover
so come on virginia,
i think we could do it if we tried…?
i love clairo and i loved you, at least a little bit
