Take back everything you ever said.
You never meant a word of it. You never did.
On nights like this I go outside to lay on the pavement
It reminds me of you
the way the ground feels like bruised ribs and is dark like the hole you put in my heart and warm like your hands on my neck
I can’t catch my breath
The air is thick like summer at seventeen
when you learn to love too hard
There was never anything delicate about us