I've been wearing the lotion
I bought myself as an early birthday present
In a target in Chicago with Christmas money from my aunt
It smells like cherry blossoms and proclaims itself "exotic"
I don't know why but it heightens my sense of longing
I feel like crying every time I put it on
I know it's strange but I like crying and longing
I even like hurting deep sometimes
I've been wearing the lotion lately
I fear I might miss some sliver of Chicago
I say I'm a lover not a fighter but that's not entirely true
I'm a coward, but I'd rather be fighting and feeling than sitting stagnant and apathetic
I bought myself as an early birthday present
In a target in Chicago with Christmas money from my aunt
It smells like cherry blossoms and proclaims itself "exotic"
I don't know why but it heightens my sense of longing
I feel like crying every time I put it on
I know it's strange but I like crying and longing
I even like hurting deep sometimes
I've been wearing the lotion lately
I fear I might miss some sliver of Chicago
I say I'm a lover not a fighter but that's not entirely true
I'm a coward, but I'd rather be fighting and feeling than sitting stagnant and apathetic
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