The westside

Take the initiative, that’s what I like. Ask me out, on your crisp black dirt bike. Painted nails, nice sparkly pink with jewels. Phone case is sheer and my expression is mean.

Don’t back down, or ride away. Move with me. In sync, like lavender, like blueberry pies. Take a chance with me, for me, for you, for this. We’re so good at taking photographs, but we never take them of us, which is a shame.

Sitting by yourself, I ask why you’re not making any noise. Getting drinks with the boys. Cruising down Malibu with the mountains by your side. You say that’s in the past– past you now.


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