is when i feel like a lonely trash
boy on a limb
in a car
just wanting an endless reason
waking up lucky
what i like about good dates
is how afterwards you are giddy with vision
you have seen the best future and cannot contemplate that it will melt
futures always begin with kisses
i don't know who told me this
anyway,
he had rainbow gloves
soft hands
wiry hair
kind lips
and they brushed up against mine
but not long enough to sow a prophecy
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