Don’t go spilling lemon juice on my carpet

if you’re not asking to stay.


I love like


hear me once and I’m an echo,

I will lock my fingers with yours

and swallow the key.


Don’t go changing every mind,

tying us into any web you can weave

I will pretend I know what I’m doing when

I’m lost with no light.


I am a product of staring up at endless skies

and thinking about you

Don’t go building catapults,

bringing stars down into your eyes

if you don’t want me to look at them.


Don’t go laughing and pin it all on me

when you have so many worlds to carry,

don’t go hanging weights on my words

when yours are just beautiful nothing.


Don’t go pulling strings I know you can see

just to cut them loose,

don’t go chasing sunsets and then

leaving me behind.


Don’t go dreaming halfways,

I don’t need anything

but this wanting might drive me insane.

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Written 4/26/17

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