"like me in november, right?"
violent crimes-kanyetell me who goes out in 28 degree weather
and sits on a cold wooden dock
just to listen to a couple songs
and watch the snow falltime moves slow here
and listening to the wind blow makes you feel colder
but frank ocean makes me a little warmer
that was a joke
there's no one here to laugh at itbut that's not something that hurts me
this is my place
i just shared it with a few
had some good laughs here
but that's in the pastright now
i want new memories here
and ive got themlike the time em and i laid down on the dock and looked at the moon
she told me about her
but even she just wanted to hear about you
so i told her what i knew
what we used to do hereshe told me my life was like a movie
sad
really sad
but i said don't flatter me like that
sad films are the besti like to look at the reflection of the orange streetlight in the lake
it reminds me of the sunset
and i love those
and right now
i can't feel my fingers
or my toesbut it's worth it
because
i feel safe here
i could die happy herethis is my favorite place in the world
and i once shared it with one of my favorite friendsand that was cheesy
but my nose is red
but not from crying
i guess that's a relief for oncehere come the shivers
and i have a class tomorrow
and here i am far away
came all this way
just to see my lakei swear im in love
right here
with this moment
if my love isn't bittersweet
kind of beautiful
and kind of ugly
i don't want itthis is my favorite place in the world
i thought i had to go far to find where i belonged
but no matter where i go
i always come back here
told my mom and dad i'd get married here
a quiet place in a small city
serenity in the madness
every time i lost it
i would come here
and regain it backsnowflakes are blurring up my screen
my phone is moving in slow motion because of the cold
im happy here
my mind isn't so worried
i dream here
i'm safe to just be here
i drop my worries herei love it here
and I will never stop coming heresome snowflakes are shaped like stars
they're all over my glasses
i smile because i missed the snow
and strangely
i'm so happy to see winter come
and summer goi'm happy here
i hope you are too••••
normally i don't put pictures, but that's my lake that i love so much
i used to come here every single day
and i think ill try to do that again
YOU ARE READING
i'm loving, but who could love me?
Poetrypoetry about love i don't know a thing about that this should be interesting ••••• 3rd poetry book