I hope you go through the rest of your lives without giving another thought to me.
I hope you just turn your old heads around safekeeping eternity.
(my tight vest)
(my weapon)
we drew the chalk ring by ourselves.
(too soon)
no move
Oh, how I wish you'd just forget about me.












what will I do

when you turn perfect when you close your eyes and let the bugs all fly beyond you when you become old news when you slurp up vegetables and bubblegum without one blink when I become loose

when gealousy turns into respect what will I do?