RED

You’re a junkie wannabe

and i’m the cracked glass

perched on the windowsill

where you keep cigarette ash.

 

facedown

my head is too deep

You sigh shamelessly

like leaves whistling against the wind.

 

You told me

“never to be a chaser of the light

because yellow is a happy color”

You say I’m a cliché

but I love the way

my skin soaks in midday.

 

yellow sun

yellow house

yellow car

yellow fish

 

i can’t help but smile

i know i’m falling higher

 

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