pubert

Falling in love always resembles asfixiation
Lungs banging against the prison bars of your rib cage
begging for air and cigarettes to occupy there time
Your pupils dialate mouth moves independantly on its own
all systems are not go
Houston i think we have a problem here
I can't let go
But we can't hold on to something thats just not there
All i can tatste is the carbon monoxide you left behind
Makes me think of you
And your perfect fucking teeth
your perfect fucking smile
Your perfect fucking curves
your fucking perfect for me

I'm breathing again but not on my own accord
I'm the god damn prom king of the ICU
One eye open one eye swelled shut and still all i see is you
And your perfect fucking teeth
your perfect fucking smile
your perfect fucking curves
your fucking perfect for me