sleeping with you on the couch
was the best I've felt in months
you know you're my family
until the day that all my blood stops running
& my heart gives up, they find me in the bathroom tied off
or like Jason on the kitchen floor
chain lock on the door & receipts on the table
twelve unread emails
I was going through withdrawal in a mall
I threw up in the food court
waiting on a call to come through
and the more half-baked romantic part of my brain
told me that that was the thing to hold on to
is it too late?
were the best times of my life mistakes?
I owe a lot of apologies,
and I wish I'd made some of them sooner
should've spent more time around mountains and trees
I should've moved back out of the city
I wish I'd read more of the books I bought
unless heaven is as boring as we always thought
then I hope they let me read all of the books I brought