The things I see, the things I love
The lost heroine
Spilling orange juice on you
Bubble fights
I think it’s okay
Nostalgic for nothing
Because you’re here
Pink square nails
Engravings on jewelry
It’s time to tell you
I want you
I want you
I want you
But I don’t know if I’m ready
To give myself to someone else
Obsession override
Fun on the carousel
I don’t know if I’m ready
But I want you
I want you
I want you
I’ve been dreaming of a new life
Unraveling slowly
The daisies look bright
Fragrant nectar
One, two, check ignition
I’m thinking of recommending
A new kind of living
To myself in a fortunate series
Independence in that regard
It’s the only time I get you
For my own grace
My sense and sensibility
There’s friction now
Misunderstandings swarming
Unsure what is under my control
Unsure what is up to the skies
I’ve been dreaming of a new life
Where I unravel, slowly
Like a ballerina enchants
Like fragrance on the neck
I’ve been dreaming
I shouldn’t have told you my secret
A story that was just for me
I regretted it right after
But you looked so cute on the daybed
I had to have you again
I had to
I put Christmas lights up around my room
I feel like a little kid again
But the worries still trouble me
The thoughts still bother me
How do I manage to stand in front of you and act like the most important thing for me is the fact that I un-quit smoking
There are certain comments I made
That I now regret
I can’t tell if I’m making a big deal
I want your cute face right next to me
Letting me borrow your lighter
It makes the parking garage a bit brighter
What does it take to feel normal again
We’re watching the television and I want to tell you that I really don’t like cartoons
Especially when they’re made for adults
But I take a look at you
And you’re laughing like it’s your last day on Earth
And you’re spending it with me
So I wait for the joke to end and then I kiss you like it’s the last time I’ll ever see you
Even though that’d be such a drag
I already miss you
You’re driving me home on the freeway
And I already miss you
Peach, lime and nectarines
You caught me off guard, wearing those jeans
Surreal nights
Sugar and spice
Mix it up and make ice, the kind that I like
I’m shivering in your jacket
You’re born for the cold
We do things our way
Not their way
You with scotch, me with flowers
We breathe in life, uncontrolled
You in the sunshine, holding a bunch of marigolds
Am I becoming predictable?
The glass house I live in
You’re fire and you’re staining my bedroom floor
Like dark coal
Let dreams unfold
I come rusty but I promise I’m whole
We melt each others’ ice cream
Dance like we’ve been together ages
You don’t just love me; you love me in stages
Like wildfire all over the pages
Lavender and lilies, green common sage
I remember exactly what I was wearing that day
Blue watch, shiny like gold dust
In me you put all of your trust
The real kind, what we discussed
If I was a sparrow and I chose to fly
How long would you follow behind?
Wearing your beanie while I’m typing up my manuscript
Glasses are foggy
Streets are wet
I wish I could slip away on a big black jet
A spider trapped within its own complex net
I’m learning to sew with the ladies from the home
They school me on the importance of finding a good man
They think I don’t understand
That a wife needs a home that she doesn’t have to be held responsible for
I nod and say, of course
I go out early to watch the sun rise in shades of peaches and apricots
Trace my fingertips on deep green leaves
Brush my hair once an hour to stay looking neat
Lana Del Rey on repeat
Most days I forget to eat
When you took me on your motorcycle
You knew I wasn’t afraid
So you zigzagged between cars
Like we were going to reach the stars
I told you heaven isn’t very far
I keep my composure in public
Keep my mind in all respects blank
But that was done for
When I saw a little child, lost in a drugstore
Ten times over
I said, take my hand