The door is unlocked for me and I leave. I'm off work! it's raining.
I work around the puddle of a parking lot to your car
where You're always waiting.
Taken for granted, I take you for granted.
Like always "I'll be there in 5 more minutes."
You're always early, like always
I like how the rain smells whenever I'm leaving
You offer me what I want, calm
you still have my lighter you accidentally always take.
We go to my favorite house.
Everytime I think about you how I shouldn't be
I put us in this house
Dreamworld
The light on the back porch was left on.
I know the radio is still on inside.
Bare arms, we stay where it's cold
I feel like the television screen for the rest of this neighborhood,
The light is too bright
with your lighter my lighters yours
You're always touching me,
just grabbing my legs playing with my hips,
in the way "let's be friends"
You're always waiting.
now that my mind is open
I understand how meaningless earlier with the other boy was
I want to tell you how ironic...
Instead your face is in my hair
and my legs around yours
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2 comments:
I like how simplistic and real this is, but I think you need to delve deeper into your ideas. I think you need to explore the meaning of every word you use and ask yourself "Why am I saying this?" Make sure you have really grasped the root of those raw emotions and then make them into beautiful flowers.
i love this.
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