inanimate-artist27

I wrote a letter to my first love And it put my words on paper for the first time and looking at them just reminded me that I'm silly And a little stupid And who was I to love you? You were never mine to have. And so I wrote you this letter And I've got it Literally it's sitting here And I hope I can get it to you before you go Because we both need it Even if we can't admit it. And maybe it's silly And maybe it's dumb But it feels important. And who was I to love you? And who were you to let me? You tore me open and so many times I tried to sew myself up But all I had were little bits of yarn and grass And the stitches never held And my wo

We have battled skinned knees And bee stings To be graduated into this no-man's land Between carefree happiness And careful plans And reached careless emptiness. And they'll say it's a phase And someday we'll look back on all the heartbreak And depression And mistakes and affection and love And junk As fond memories But for now it's still yesterday and tomorrow and today. We're inbetweenagers And we've got zits And shit And we're weird And we drink a little too much And our bodies are awkward And we have awkward sex And we make awkward chitchat (After awkward sex) And we work hard to make ourselves less awkward But we fail Because we can't