welcome to the bi crew bestie

I close my eyes and I can see you your hair dancing in the wind that laugh ringing like bells in heaven I can almost smell the cherry blossoms and that watermelon candy smell that came off you I try grabbing out to put my hand back in yours but you're not really there and I'm disassociating at work again

The whole fucking kitchen is on fire

I hear your voice from the corners of the room and I'm making a four point search to find that you're not hiding in the corners I just like to fuck with my own head

You know, for the lols

I wish I could control my dreams because I knew as soon as I see you in one I'm going to wake up with your face plastered concretely stuck within my eyelids Painted on the backs so if I close my eyes and look at a light I'll see you in all your goddamn good glory I think about you enough I wish I could keep you out of my mind

You're an advocate for my poor mental health

I'm a sucker for a tragic romance and maybe that's why I cling so tightly to your memory why it's you that I just can't quite get over I never claimed to be able to jump hurdles You'll always be my almost was