when my pulse stops
what will the obituary say
another footnote
another root beneath the tree
and as the days turn to months
and the months turn to years
will these hours and minutes
add up to something
worth documenting
will the textbooks
carry my name?
or will this
quill just break
before we sign our names
on the parchment in time
your word is mine
tell me Im the love
tell me Im the laughter
tell me Im the look
the look youre always after
I mightve wrote a will
instead I wrote a sonnet
for you to sing along
well be timeless
breathe
tell the summer I wont sleep
until my veins run dry
my story will survive
oh were the story get it right
we write the hooks that make you beg for more
and if these moments hold the truth
our words are timeless thanks to you
or will this
quill just break
before we sign our names
on the parchment in time
your word is mine
tell me Im the love
tell me Im the laughter
tell me Im the look
the look youre always after
I mightve wrote a will
instead I wrote a sonnet
for you to sing along
well be timeless
place your bets on the best
place your bets if youre ready
tell me Im the love
tell me Im the laughter
tell me Im the look
the look youre always after
I mightve wrote a will
instead I wrote a sonnet
for you to sing along
well be timeless