writing
i'm going in circles. she's so lucky , he's so lucky. where is the black cat? and walking through ladders and stepping on glass. hiding my face, losing the race, slowing down my pace. she's so lucky, she's so lucky. love, love, love, there is no more. living off jealousy and salt water. smiles , promises, water balloons, pictures , flowers and summer blue moons. please don't look at me. green grass and you and her. twelve , twelve sitting on the curb, watching you , watching the skies above your eyes.