s/h/a/m/e

S

I think the be/t part
i/ laying here awake
exhau/ted
body /haking
and knowing
you’re nothing
but a/hamed of me 

H

I t/ink a lot
about the symmetry
of your face
and t/e way your
/air curls just right
around your ears 

A

/nother d/y goes by
/nd /nother /nd /nother
until /ll th/t’s left is bones
ground to dust
–/nd my love for you 

M

The first day of fall
and all I want to do
is hold your hand. 

E

I had almost forgott/n
about /vrything
until my phon/ lit up
and you took th/ tim/ to
/xplain /vrything I alr/ady
kn/w.