12/9/2018, 3:04 am
even when im breaking down
over other things
swimming in my head is you
broken weeds, stars winking out
fires in my sky running rampant
and you are there
the fingers combing through my hair
arent yours but they make me think of you
the body i lean against
isn’t yours but i can imagine
what you could feel like because of it
i am a doorjamb easily knocked askew
and i need lots of maintenance to be kept pristine
you are not my only caretaker but
you are the one i dream about the most











