Fainting Goat

I want you to kiss me until my lips bruise and pucker and purple and all I can taste is the inside of your mouth.

A whisper in the wind... 

A yell in the thunder... 

But they will never tell my secrets... 

Cry in my pillow... 

Cry in the rain... 

But they will never mock my tears... 

Lying in my bed

Staring at the ceiling

Rethinking the day

Going over everything I said

Everything I did

But please

Don't tell my friends

About my excessive overthinking

Don’t. 

Don’t you know? 

Don’t you know what I mean? 

Don’t you know what I mean when I say 

something isn’t right something isn’t right something isn’t right