how the fuck can i be
platonically in love with someone
i mean honestly what is wrong with me
never have i met someone so stupid as i
awake at night wondering what i did
the moments when:
you want to wrap yourself in who they are
lying staring at the sky on lawns, discarded coffee cups
and it's not about suggestion, that's out of the question
but they smile and laugh that awkward laugh
and you're alive for the first time in weeks and weeks
and i am:
staying up writing the most awful poetry
i should know better, i wrote decent shit today
in love with their words, so different from my own
and i try and try but the words fail me, fail to describe
at least the focus is shifted this time around, not elsewhere
and i know, i know what you're going through well
because i am so fucking in love with all my friends
and i want to wrap myself in who they are
when i am lying outside, inside, wide wide awake
and i feel the stupidest amount alive, just enough
