Listen, I like lifted trucks Flowers on my doorstep for when you can’t see me in person And you gave me none of that None of that None of that But I still wanted all of you, like, all of that So, is it selfish for us to part like dandelions? I could see it arriving with the wind, I saw it in my dreams beforehand.
I was tossing and turning; I couldn’t even sleep and knew it was coming through the dark side of my teeth. And you were waiting at the seams Trying to break it with scissors, cos you thought that was funny, didn’t you? A Hyundai ionic waiting in front of my gate, No, that wasn’t you – I came to you Take me back to the past, where our promises would last. And it wasn’t all a lie, It was your fantasy It was your fantasy
Love poem: Fits me better [continued]
To be with me, Your fantasy To be with me, Your fantasy Came crumbling, and I am underneath the Earth’s peripheral atmosphere To be with me Your fantasy I thought I saw you waiting for me, but it was all a bad dream You were waiting at the seams With scissors in your hands to cut the ribbon because you thought it was funny. Cos you thought it was so funny
You took my flesh, but not my bone. You sat there with scissors ready to cut a ribbon in front of my white sclera You took my flesh, but not my bone. He sat there with the ribbon ready to cut open my sclera.
Love poem: Fits me better [continued]
Did you want to see the back of my eyeballs because I didn’t expect for myself to fall in love with a fantasy In love with a fantasy,
Did you wanna see the back of my eyeballs? I fell in love with a fantasy That’s all you are to me Did you wanna see the back of my eyeballs with a ribbon ready to cut my white sclera Because you somehow thought it was funny
I stole your favourite emoji Because it fits me better.
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