— 𝓉𝓇𝒾𝓃 ★彡

i want auroras and sad prose

i want to watch wisteria grow right over my bare feet

your faithless love's the only hoax i believe in

don't want no other shade of blue but you

the devil's in the details, but you got a friend in me

would it be enough if I could never give you peace?

In the garden, would you trust me

If I told you it was just a summer thing?

only 20 minutes to sleep

but you dream of some epiphany

no one likes a mad woman

you made her like that

and isn't it just so pretty to think

all along there was some invisible string

what started in beautiful rooms

ends with meetings in parking lots

i just wanted you to know

that this is me trying

august sipped away like a bottle of wine

cause you were never mine

please picture me in the trees

i hit my peak at seven

i want you to know i'm a mirrorball

i can change everything about me to fit in

cursing my name, wishing I stayed

look at how my tears ricochet

you were my town

now I'm in exile seein' you out

and they said "there goes the last great American dynasty"

who knows, if she never showed up what could've been

and when I felt like I was an old cardigan under someone's bed

you put me on and said I was your favorite

but it would've been fun

if you would've been the one