gorgeous, isn't it
to see a sunset through your eyes
to wonder what you're thinking
to breathe the same goddamn breathe
i watch here
the trees sway
and the birds swing
and i feel like i should be crying
but i'm too tired
and you're too fucking beautiful
i've made up everything about
myself to be someone for you
we have things to teach each other
things that are true and carry meaning
you didn't notice did you
that i was always the puppetmaster
your ivy league education didn't teach you
to look out for the ones who watch
i'll keep giving you my weekends
and every free moment
i'll craft us a world where you can be what
i want you to be
in every world, i'm what you need
a shapeshifter
a girl with no face or name
the sun will set
i'll look into your eyes
and behold such a gorgeous fucking moment
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