we stood looking for shooting stars
and i saw them and wished but you didn't have the patience and
black crows rolled off our tongues and flew to the moon
telling us of our prefect imperfections
and what lies to tell
when all we wanted was sex
but then it all changed and
i couldn't tolerate your balloon heart that floated over me
and laughed at my feet on the ground
so we made out mothers tell us the truth and they said happiness is fleeting
and we believed them with our whole hearts
so we ate the bullets for permanence
but then i threw mine back up because my stomach was weak
i was too weak to commit to anything
just yet
but my indecisiveness left us with nagging doubts that followed us like tails
and we were embarrassed so we pretended they weren't ours.
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