C-L-S

I am with my best friend, at her kitchen table, trying to tell her about a hard time I'm having.

When I was younger, I was

friends with her son

They moved a lot, especially after

The divorce

But we still made time to see each other

We grew apart but

My whole life I have been trying to tell a story so beautiful that the world would fall in love with me.

That is why I befriended words and stage lights.

That is why I watch the details of the world

I can talk to myself forever

when there's no one else around and it's just me in my head

we have fun

I can do any topic you want, come on

pick a card

pick a card

pick a face

I want to see fields

Of girls

Standing tall to the sun,

Their imperfections

Shined upon the brightest,

Their souls sparkling

at the beginning of the end 

you went to shake my hand 

i followed it with an embrace 

for i could not face 

what i knew would come