this is what you get when you mess around

[themildpatient]

I wrote this awhile back.. thought I'd post it.

I want to tell you how I loved you before
we even met and how I think of you
at school and tears start flowing because
I want to go home and wait for
you to come pick me up and I want to
tell you how you make me sane
and how you make me crazy

I want you to know that together
we could cure MD or start a new
religion or move to Ireland

I am the lucky one
because in life, you hardly ever
get what you want

I like how sometimes you talk
and talk until I can hardly understand
where you started, but I still think
I know where we're going

and I want you to know that I wish
I knew how to garden so that I could
give you flowers everyday
lillies in the spring
daises in the summer
and pumpkins in the fall

and I forgot to tell you that I sometimes
compose songs to the sound of your
heart beating in 3-4 time against my ear
which makes me forget everything
I wanted to tell you