october brings me words off the breeze.
october brings me words off the breeze.
get out of my already tangled mind
i cant fathom our
romantic mistakes.
because i'm just not back to live the future.
[my toes are still planted in the past]
these are grass stains on my knees
and bruises pressed in by my ribcage,
not tags marking "I was here".
did i ever tell you,
I hate the glimmer your eyes shine my way
when your lips are working up schemes
to make the buttons on my shirt loose?
its hard to believe that calender pages are filled
with your lines,
but show no signs of your love.
ive made it this far without the
assurance that youll be here tomorrow
because i'm always ready for you to leave.
[not only me breathless, but alone]
I could tell you my medicine doses are higher
all because of that kiss
and you've made simple headaches turn into
concussions but
maybe the words iloveyou
were never given to you in any other
fashion than a joke.
but laughter never trailed from my lips
after those three words.
Your trembling chest had your lungs fighting
for air under twilight stars and i felt the goodbye
weighing down on your voice box.
I guess it was the broken butterfly wings that finally
stopped me from trying to talk you into staying
[they lay like blankets on my tongue]
this time my excuses for you only had me convinced
i'm a much better liar than anyone could
ever perceive.
what a waste of friday nights
and lullabies that stain and ring in
ear drums.
what a way to waste blood
over lips laced with alcohol
and hands set to strangle the love
right out of me.
xokotahhh!