Sigh a little,
cry a little,
die a little,
without you.
I lie a little,
to survive the middle,
without you.
I try a little,
to survive the middle,
without you.
I get high a little,
to survive the middle,
without you.
I sigh a little,
cry a little,
die a little,
without you.
–S.
Denim on denim.
Hands like velvet.
Mouth like heaven.
Words like venom.
–S.
Feels like a high school crush,
coca-cola sugar rush,
electric, fingers brush,
on fire, one touch.
Could you always love me this much?
–S.
The ferris wheel goes around and around.
If it never stops, we don’t ever have to come down.
The ferris wheel goes around and around.
You’re the most interesting thing about this old town.
The ferris wheel goes around and around.
We’re locked in, no standing allowed.
–S.
Blue denim baby,
cherry slushy crazy,
starry-eyed hazy,
picking daisies,
a little confused, a little dazey.
keep kissing me, lazy.
–S.
If you ever find yourself on Nostalgia Avenue,
know that I still think about you, I do.
If you ever find yourself on Nostalgia Avenue,
know that I still dream about you, I do.
If you ever find yourself on Nostalgia Avenue,
know that I’m still on you, like tattoos.
still like sky and ocean, blue on blue.
–S.
The sun’s setting,
and I’m betting,
you’re working on forgetting,
me.
The sun’s setting,
and I’m sweating,
over letting it,
be.
–S.
There’s nothing profound to be found here.
Just a girl burned to the ground here.
Too late to turn it around here.
Feeling like six feet underground here.
I bet you’re proud here.
–S.
You’re a clever little thing.
Tricked me, made me sin.
You’re a clever little thing,
broke me, but I’m taking it on the chin.
You’re a clever little thing,
standing still, but it feels like all we do is spin.
–S.
We’re just killing time, you and I.
Criminals, do or die.
We’re just passing through, but you’re my entire sky.
I’ll let you rob me, as long as you keep me this high.
I’ll let you burn me, and I’ll never testify.
You cut me, and I’m so happy, I don’t even cry.
–S.
The Messy Middle 🖤 