Love, I found my screams painted on the ceiling as I watch the fan turn: I know I must lose. And if I could have you- Not in this life or any- I would give you something to keep.
I’d write down all the ways I thought this sounds, drawings and alphabets like all my time is yours and I love you for having it.
One day hopefully this will cease
And I know you’re better for it.
Happy and free, you’re an experience I don’t see myself having, but be happy and free.