neon rooms colours shifting, focus drifting everything is blurred but in tune a taste in my mouth of the walls I put up for you and you don't have a clue your mouth and your eyes you're getting me high I'm too close to the moon I don't think I quite fit in your afternoon And its such a shame we're rolling in it my motion sickness when I see you it's everyday and all i can blame is myself and my brain but please don't stay away I'm anxious not contagious I'll work through this in stages I'll add to all the progress I've made I don't want to be sick I just want to kiss your face

three months is a lot of time to waste thinking about a face that doesn't smile when it hears your name I've been pondering a while about space how many hours of staring at my ceiling have I embraced? I keep expecting it to fall like I do and smother me the way I smothered you but i think it's time to let fresh air in to feel myself defrost as the winter turns into spring and not think of you when I notice the flowers blooming and it might be comforting to think it was just the timing just the hours between us just the clock in your kitchen holding it's arms out to keep us apart i think i think a lot about things like had your dog been named for the sun would you have been the one to crave me but i think it's time to let fresh air in to feel myself defrost as the winter turns into spring and not think of you when I notice the flowers blooming and how can I claim to know you at all when we've not even spent two hours in a phone call and I don't mean all at once I mean across the length of it all and who was i to fly hours to hold your face convince myself it worked like i found myself in your embrace maybe we can try again when there's not so much time and space between us but i think it's time to let fresh air in to feel myself defrost as the winter turns into spring and not think of you when I notice the flowers blooming

there’s no street lights on this highway driving too fast, listening to Alabama Shakes and we’re screaming because he turned off the headlights for a moment & my adrenaline assaulted me dont want to die in this car just want to get where we’re going somehow i came prepared carrying a case of fresh baked cupcakes and my hair, is so long now hitting her face, spasming in the cold summer air i dont like to keep the window down but tonight i dont mind tonight i dont care eventually we find a park i’ve never been on this street before and it’s so dark, optimum consider the purpose strangers in the shadows who apparently know where to go we grab our blankets and cupcakes and iphone torches and we follow this feels like that quintessential coming of age tv moment all i know is that i’ll be chasing this feeling til i’m old maybe more, if we last that long we're laying head to head no one else around passing time and jokes between us adolescent laughter filling space up in the clouds until our eyes adjust and have you ever seen the milky way in such glistening technicolor i swear i can see my face reflected above in the hundreds of others gathered by windows, laying in parks to see this perfect meteor shower and i’m not alone and we’ve been here for hours this feels like that quintessential coming of age tv moment all i know is that i’ll be chasing this feeling til i’m old maybe more, if we last that long so we stayed outside the observatory watching the shooting stars until the sun came up to tell us to leave and we watched the sunrise on a highway that has no streetlights this feels like that quintessential coming of age tv moment all i know is that i’ll be chasing this feeling til i’m old

wish we were kissing but i’m crying in the backseat want to pick you up on the way home but you dont live close to me and when i walk i drag my feet i dont have the strength in my bones to lift my knees, i trip over everything i dont think i own a pair of socks without holes i wear them all the time just around the house my feet get so cold been living my life with my blinds closed feel distant within trees and the outdoors just plaster me into these creaky walls and if im a race my brain's winning and my tongue’s in third place my skin's dead last cracked and breaking all over the place i bought a weighted blanket to sleep the stress away but now my bones are brittle and my muscles ache people you love wont grow into the ones you made for them on sims 3 they’re people with lungs and brains that all think differently and they’ll break your heart and they’ll break your bones but it hurts when they leave yeah they’ll break your heart and they’ll break your bones but it still hurts when they leave