Absofacto

Brake lights, in two infinite rows, converge in a line disguised as the way home. Ignoring your signs, I idealized in my mind, it's why you slipped right through my fingers. New life poured out of your lungs a simple idea, but spoken in tongues that

no flask can keep it bubble up and cut right through but you're someone I believe in you heat me like a filament anytime you're in the room but you burned me and i'm smoking i just wanted you to watch me dissolve slowly in a pool full of your love bu