That stare you gave,
Seemed like anxiety itself breathed out;
Are you asking for my company?
In nightmares and dreams
My broken rhymes cry,
“We were friends for a beautiful day.”
You were there,
Calling out the suicidal thoughts that I
Shoved into your pretty little head.
And I don’t know why,
But I’m still dreaming
As I try to catch a glimpse of your eyes.