he said: i love that about you
and she melted into his sheets pristine
her vision blurred, her body curved
his hand rested, she leaned
he said: i love that about you
and she woke up just a little bruised
fighting back against the wall she sleeps
against her will she always dreams
afternoon turned blue, it seemed
he said: let’s keep this honest
she said: i don’t know how
i think i’m scared, i don’t know what to do
and he said: i love that about you
and she asked: do you hate this?
and by this i mean me…
he said: now don’t start talking like that
she smiled through the debris
and as she tied her tongue in bows
she thought: now what do i want?
i want to talk about deepest fears
and fireflies and losing something you hold dear
and wanting one iridescent moment to be real
i want to close my eyes
i want to feel
i want to feel you breathe
i want to feel
i want to feel you breathe
as she tied her tongue in bows
she thought: now really, what do i want?
i want to believe
i want to believe in happy endings
the good guy always wins
i want to believe in perfect seconds
and we’ll always be friends
i want to believe that this means something
i want to believe that i mean something
to him
she said: i should be going
i have to catch the 5:03
he said: you know, you’re really always leaving
and she said: yeah, i hate that about me
