if you’re a complicated corn maze in october then i am a fun loving preteen carelessly getting lost in labyrinths of you.
your wisdom teeth aren’t that wise.
there’s overcast in my eyes. the clouds descended on my head.
it’s loomy gloomy sunshine sparkling and everything in between.
if it ever seems like i know what i’m doing, i don’t.
ii.
i’m not stuck in the clouds the clouds are stuck in me. fuck this weather.
throw me into back of your pickup truck and drive wherever
let the rain ruin today’s good hairstyle.
here is today.
i.
roll out of bed while your eyes roll around in your head
slip into your tightest pair of skinny jeans and get ready to take on the challenge of today.
slide around your bedroom searching for something
you forget what
pull the blinds and wish for clear skies tomorrow
even though you know tomorrow
will be the same day
i’m throwing away all my shit and moving into a cottage just west of your heart
fuck i’m in love
thank you
it’s summer time and dreams are coming true
the degree to which we love and experience love
