Im so tired of writing poems
And smiling to strangers
And smiling to you
And drinking tea all day
With nothing to eat in between.
But im not tired of you
And it would be so sweet
To know that you love me too.
I've visited so many homes
Laid in between so many arms
I've seen the good side of things
Yet im always missing something
Im always missing something
Always
And i didn't call because it would've not been fair
For us
For me .
I was so sure we were going to meet in the spring
I was excited for you to be proud of me
To catch up on everything .
The plant you gave me refused to live
In my balcony
To breathe my air
To lay under the rays of sun that travel the windows
Into my room
So i gave it to my neighbor
She's as sweet as you
She promised to take care of it
To keep me updated
So i thought about how i fight for a spot
In your balcony
Next to your roses and dandelions
And why would u want to grow a cactus
In between them
That blooms once a spring
And why do i fight to live
With no rays of sun kissing my forehead and chin?
Im moving homes
Just like the plant you gave me
But im not going to the neighbor
I'll take myself somewhere nice
A place where blooming cereus
Are loved at night.
