with nails bitten
i'll share this pillow
and who has tooth aches in the winter?
ice cream in the late autumn?
and falls for train wreck boys like me?
from a smoke screen and signal
all mistaken for days spent laughing
and giggling while touching
you won't find me playing catch with my own thoughts
i've thrown the worst of me into a shoebox
appropriate for nights that are spent drinking alone...
