You’re a figment of the flavors in my imagination Poems used to flow from me like pitchers on filthy Friday When I could taste your fruity orange So I canned you cleverly to keep My own jarred jam growing richer with time You’re mixed with coriander and cardamom Rich and bitter Complex and aromatic like an after dinner liquor
You were not so complicated Fresh and shockingly sweet ripe juicy laughter But I can't taste your **** tangerine anymore Just aged jelly Tainted by my sugared imagination Salted by hallucinogenic memories
You never tasted like a jar of jam I ******* own bitterness My own fear inflected upon your sunny orange smile You aren’t old and canned You’re dynamic and quick A marathon sprinter A warm melting winter
When we walked hand in hand somewhere in October, I felt like the pulse was elapsing. But when it's just you and me— voice stolen, head empty, my heart started to beat as it had always been just as the first time you sunk deep right in.
I tried. I try, at least— to keep us abide. But again, just as we fell so hard in May, now the flicker is fading away along a distant noise As you let me slip away from your arms.
just like that we are in the same boat again we are escaping we are each other's fantasy we are both in pain trying to hide it each day i can feel you can feel the immensity of any situation we are for each other for today maybe i am not sure for tomorrow or for the coming days i don't want to see tears i don't want to see blood but more so i don't want to tear anything my heart desires hope you can do the same love
Set I We found each other in a broken place You caressed my heart deep in outer space I wished it was real for Heaven's sake But falling for you was my mistake When times were tough and hard to see I made sure I held you close to me On the weekend, you called out my name I swam to your call and all I felt was shame I wanted you to stay when you didn't want me Crying to my loss of you I had to flee My heart still awaits its birth by sleep And its key needs to be in hands that'll keep
Set II I said I didn't feel anything, but I lied I had to cut out myself from your life I guess I was just another pit stop Till you made up your mind and flopped Can I escape the apprehension I feel for you? I feel apprehensive to walking the road anew But the dawn shines brightest in its darkest night And I will fight for joy into eternity to win this fight Maybe you were toxic but I still gravitated your pull Draining my emotions, you left me feeling so null Even golden wine from Hannah couldn't repair The apprehension I have for you in despair
I guess one of the most toxic things for your heart is meeting someone at the wrong time.
Hurt? No Upset? Not really More like overlooked Underappreciated Hopeful and Humble I guess I should be Cocky and Brash Confident and Coy Selfish and Conceited Bashful and Wry But at the same time why bother I'm happy when the only thing I have to hold on to are memories and sensations I thought I lost The attention I seek isn't even for any kind of validation More of just an interpretation of our standing what I mean to you is all I want to know am I a part? a pawn? a fool? a toy? I'm okay with it I just want to know how do I make things easier and effortless I'm getting alittle tired of filling out the rainchecks