Something I Lost
“It is decidedly so,” I’m making my way out, Before you can tell me no. Before I leave you in doubt. Cigarettes and jello shots, You and your palm tree socks.
Here we go again,
Did I make you up in my head? Your hand on my shoulder, Your morning voice sounding older There’s something that I lost,
Love.
“Better not tell you now.” I’ll leave here still alone. Twenty and still don’t know how. You’re neck deep in the Snow. Saved that photo of me, “Oh, you look so good, sweetie.”
Here I am again,
Did I make us up in my head? Our sheets and our sleepovers. The days moving ever slower. I throw it around until it's lost,
Love.
“Outlook not so good.” Meeting you in some cafe. Not like we ever would. You never liked me anyway. This just seems like roulette, Just one more lit cigarette.
Drunk and I’m staying in,
I think I made you up in my head. Your hand on his shoulder, The room’s smoke growing colder. I haven’t found what I lost,
Love.
