we dismantle bikes in the park and ask you to read shakespearean analysis aloud, greasy hands and sunburned shoulders and forgetting to go to work on time. when i lay back barefoot in the grass there were dandelions everywhere and we blew endless white fluffy wishes to the wind.
when i kissed him last night i knew he'd still bore me sober.
when my friends can't keep them straight i know they're all the same story. i'd like someone grimy and crude to crash into me, no more of these ones who flirt and retreat and look so scared. tonight warm turned to cold and you forgot yr bravado. tonight i forgot to close my window against the wind.
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