lungs short circuited, heart exploding.
i feel death in the walls of this house.
my blue eyed boy,
climb out the window and down the hill
with no one but me.
eyes wide, fingers entwined,
running into the sun.
this must be love,
dripping into cracks in the sidewalks.
making the flowers wake up, turning faces to the sun.
let's keep running
till we're gasping for air
lungs short circuited, hearts exploding.
it must be love.
I don't know what else it could be.
