We Stand On The Shoulders Of Giants

Drippy nose

where did you go?

You held a bird in hand,

swore youd never let it go.

You said we’d make it through this winter,

see each other into spring.

You said “Since I met you

ive learned to sleep”

Now I need to change my sheets.

Dear, youve made a mess of them and with it, me.

I just wanted to tell you that

ive been shouting into

mics for the past year and a half and

Im still waiting for them to say something back.

Ive started dreaming again.

Have you stopped sleeping again?

I cant begin

I guess that this is the end

So there’s your “happy birthday and here’s to many more!”

Us living separate lives, me living mine indoors.

Two months early, two months premature.

Nothing ever ****ing stays pure.