It's embarra**ing the way you look at me
With the cuts on my hand
With the gap in my teeth
And it's exhausting
How I harp on these things
I should probably move on
But I'm busy
And sometimes
You just don't have the time
Do you ever think
About the difference between
Your life as it stands
And your memories
Or what's different between
Magenta and pink
Yeah they share the same hue
But they're unique
10:04 PM
Low tide on the salt marsh again
I know it's cra**
But the smell reminds me of you
And riding bikes in the arboretum
Your vegetarian freedom
And the way your hair
Faded how you liked every time