is this it?
is this what it is supposed to be?
how it will be?
i'm not trying to open the curtains
i'm just trying to slide them a bit to the side
i want to see the sunshine
and although you're bright,
sometimes you don't warm me up
instead you wear me down like a fireplace
and i don't want to eat peanut butter anymore
maybe i should just close the curtains
and sleep in your arms,
and let my bones splinter
purple curtains red curtains
i wonder if the sky is still
and if the moon is full
and if the air breathes
why do you do this?
i am not the one in a prison jumpsuit
and i will not fall for you
is this all?
is there more of this?
or more of something else?
is he it?
will it only ever be him?
i closed the curtains,
i fell back into his cold arms,
and i shivered throughout the night
