june first blues
the way i remember you
your mind, the way we-
regardless, i find time
wish it went, that i didn’t mind
but when you know, you know
maybe two aren’t supposed to last
that two are only supposed to attract
for a moment
time brings us together and leaves us nonetheless
i don’t have regrets, i don’t kiss the necks of many
even when i was twenty, i always knew where to place a penny
maybe you’re not ready
yet i sit, i’m waiting
i have days where you vary
days where i live vicariously through memories
but like i said, i wouldn’t for anything
back to breakfast at tiffany’s and a summertime night
where we sit in the cemetery
i treasure forever, professor
the weather, the pressure, the way i know “never”
how you’re probably somewhere in denver
the sound of music plays, i’m gone with the wind
i go from june, to july, to august, september and your birthday
these months kill as much as you
so i lie back, remember the different shades of blue
try to mend you