Jesse

Me and Jesse stayed up until two

We talked about dreams about things, about you

It felt like anything could be real or fake

Like our love is my world but so is my heartache

And I knew

If I thought really hard about flying

I could probably do

It I’m just too tired for trying

I created a scorpion

And then had to kill it

Just like I loved you

And I had to will it

To end

Cause I bent the rules and I’m scary

My dream

Is to see the world that I’m wearing

I’ll have to break our deepest hopes

They keep you in shape

Too late to explain

How many things of whole and good

The mirror

Glittered all blue and silver

But I was never

In it to begin with

I like to be a shadow

A shadow

More deep when visible

Than invisible

Oh to be

The heart of the scenery

Oh to be

Filled with apathy

Oh to be

A little bit scared of me