maybe this whiskey
will help me forget about 'we'
maybe this spliff
will help me stop asking 'if'
but I don't
think so
I walk by your house
wrapped up in your green coat
nightly walks by your house
catch my breath in my throat
your light
is on
kissing other boys
is having the opposite effect
none of them know
about nibbling my neck
where
are you tonight?
maybe young love
if just tragic folklore
maybe I'll learn
to spread out in my bed more
fuck
I hope so
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