Telling you how I really felt
would only making letting you go that much harder.
But for you, when I say dude
what I mean is, I want to be the mirror that reflects the light from your bright, starry window.
What I mean is, I want to turn you into my first tattoo so I can keep you clinging to my arm.
What I means is, I want to be the story hidden in your perfect smile.
What I mean is, I want to lift you up to scale the wall to your future, even if it’s a place I can’t follow.
So for now I’ll wave to you from down below
twisting my mouth into a smile of my own
to keep my heart from calling out.
I’ll put a dream catcher above my bed
laced with magic from when we met
in hopes that your energy finds it way back to mine.
nANIMOv 