skipping over cracks in the sidewalk for good luck

i want another window in my room that faces west so i can feel a breeze and see the sunset each night over my bed and stand facing the west, facing you.

i want to live right on the ocean and wake up each morning to the sight of the sea out my wide bay windows and have the sound of the waves crashing to lull me to sleep at night.

my wrists are bound but i forget to who, anymore.

the sound of your voice in my ears

falling in love with a generation that is not mine. through the words and the songs and the faces. somedays i feel i was born at the wrong time and i don't fit in here. wouldn't belong at all if i didn't have someone to hold on to.

i miss my birds and the person you used to be. whatever happened to that naive, simpler version of you?

my words get all mixed up and reversed before i can say them

ive kissed others and meant for it to be for you, all of it for you. sometimes the world has a way of throwing things at you at the worst possible timing, you just have to hold your chin up and roll with it. i won't fall down alone.

songs that remind me of jersey

in between fever nightmares i see your ocean eyes and breathe a little easier until the sun rises over the sea.