Someone else's lifetime ago I
picked you up at a party cause
I was drunk and you were a good kisser
now, somehow we're still together
and the ever changing weather of my affections
has settled even though I keeping breaking like I used to,
you know, before you, just not the same way
though you stay and hold my hand as the tidal waves crash, crash,
backlash till, still, fingers interlaced, I'm ok
And I wanna say thank you and I love you and all those words
that have almost lost their meanings but we haven't thought of new ways to
show, say gratitude yet so they'll have to do
and I bet that next time I'm running on insomnia and 10 cups of coffee
you'll cradle me and eventually we'll fall asleep
wake up with a smile to your arms being my quick dry glue
creep out of bed holding my own or, trying to
we'll get in your car with some smokes and some tunes and
counting the colors in each others eyes will be enough
to make all the other stuff not seem so hard
making existing an almost easy thing to do, so
here it is:
Ode to you.