There are a lot of things I can't have:
You
Your love
Your care.
I shouldn't be allowed your smile
Or to ask you truth or dare.
I shouldn't be given your warmth
Or your adoration;
I can't be trusted with precious things
They're my annihilation.
I want you so badly
But I haven't earned you yet.
I did a lot of things
That maybe I regret.
I want to make it right
But every time I try
I only make it worse;
I have no alibi.
Long day
past where morning sun shines and into the dark huskiness of night
fluorescent lights beating down
then flickering off
a fanfare
a reflection
a redemption
Some things are just instinct
like when I just ran to you
as soon as I saw you
and hugged you for -
oh yeah -
the first time
very very platonic of course
you're my big brother.
Your solo is like sun shining through the clouds in my heart
it's like a platonic ballad
it's like you are playing
through first loves
and forbidden loves
and grass in the summer
and crunchy chips
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