how are you feeling

its been a while

hope you’ve been good


i spend most of my time

down in the garden

ive got all these flowers

pressed between books


and the men in their oversized cars will keep craning their heads

id like to think that the ghosts in the car here just want to be friends

you asked me once “do you believe in that stuff”

and i could’ve sworn i’d said yes

and i wanted to tell you the truth when i slept in your bed


i know 

that i look tired

thats been true for months now

do people expire? 


[i had to turn the page here and i fucked up oops]


remember that friday

when you got suspended

i spent my weekend

slipping notes through the door


and the world is smiling at us like we’re in a movie

watching the scenes of our childhood we thought had been cut

even though time’s an elaborate lie

i feel like it stops just for us

and we fade on concrete in sunsets, just us and your car

i really would like the last scene to be me in your arms

Crocodiles are easy. They try to kill and eat you. People are harder. Sometimes they pretend to be your friend first.
― Steve Irwin (1962 - 2006)

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