I got a lot of things on my mind right now
A million ways to think about you
I can’t say I expected anything different
‘Cause the way you complicate me’s simple
She didn’t stutter, my chest flutters
Cardiac attack in the cradle of the summer…
~*~
you’re more than just the love song i play
when i feel like falling down the stairs—
you’re the landing that catches my broken bones.
.
and honestly, i don’t want to go on and on about how
you’re sunshine in the fog, or peachy sky cliches etcetera
i ran out of them a long time ago on your smile alone
.
i never get tired of those stupid monochrome dreams
at night where no one’s talking but i hear voices everywhere…
guess you’re the only voice i wanna hear in my head
.
because that’s all i am, another overused arcade game
and you pushed all of the big red buttons and you made me
self-destruct like pixelated fireworks to win the round
.
but that’s okay. i don’t mind. heaven is but a concept
i’m rather not willing to get lost in, but halos and hazards
are all there are to it. but you’re worth it…aren’t you?
.
but i guess the sour taste doesn’t ever leave me now
and i badly wish i could just forget about you, and myself,
and the days i chewed off the grey-painted calendar
.
for i don’t need to leave pastel notes or egg timers
or freshly-brewed coffee on the kitchen to let you know;
the universe says that’s not how reality works now
.
so instead i’ll tell none of my best friends about your laugh
and wish your name on every fairy light and lucky dandelion
that reflects the iridescence of your watercolour ocean eyes
.
and i’ll tangle up my breaths and my words and my awful art
and i’ll break the hourglass just to stop time for a while—and i’ll sing
to keep my yellow lovely safe from the world i can’t ever have.
~*~
I’m superstitious, the kid’s vicious
Bubblegum smile, taste the cherry on her lips!
You know I want you in the worst way
I need you like cake on my birthday
The way you operate is so sweet
I need you like cake on my birthday…