Sing a siren song for me, love
Draw me in with empty promises
and sugar sweet lies

Hold me close
Kiss me dear

Take my breath, pull it from my lungs
I'll long for your embrace long after you're gone
My broken heart an anchor lost to sea

you had me trapped
by the love
i still had for you
my hands on someone else's body
was a sin  
that formed an indescribable feeling inside of me
one that ate me from the inside out
and crippled me
until i was incapable of functioning
like a human being
i was stuck neck deep in quick sand
ready to fade away
until i met him
he broke the curse
the one you had placed on me
he set me free
free to love again
free to feel again
free to be me again
i am yours
no longer
goodbye
young love

because when i trace your skin
i can hear music
and when i look into your eyes
i see an ocean
now please tell me how
do i just let that go?

in my arms
lies someone new
but in my heart
i wish it was you.

That one silent moment between the two
That one warm hug, that one kiss
Sealing your moment of white being mixed with passionate red
Both unaware beyond your bubble of serenity
And it feels so good to be alone; a constant binding with you

amidst all blue,
all pure caribbean,
i thought of the ocean and the blooming gray sky

amidst all metallic
all sunflower yellow,
i thought your eyes could never look so alive.

it was 9 at night
in the backseat, full of sweat

and you looked at me like
everything living between us was silence,
not heated breaths or shaking chests
not your hands dug into the caves of my body.

and i closed my eyes not to forget
but to remember
and i leaned up
amidst the color of your lips
and everything felt like red

I went home that day, and I wrote about the boy in the green hoodie. I thought a lot about him, but I couldn't wrap my mind around what exactly it was that I liked about him. It could have been the way he danced at midnight in my mind. Dancing around the moon painting pictures of my thoughts. It could have been the way he made me feel when I had no feelings at all. No emotions to untangle, none at all. I think it was the thought of the memories we would create, the ones I could go home to tell mother about. The thing is though I never figured it out. I never knew of any other boys like the one in the green hoodie but, I never once believed it is true that I’d find someone new that was just like you.