"let’s get high at a John Mayer show. I’ll let you hold me by the waist and you can belt ballads in my ear. we can kiss and there will be no inner weeks filled with I don’t knows.
let’s get fucking high,
smoke until the lights turn out,
we can get poetic to
yell love lyrics to the lukewarm
smoke until our lungs burst
and we find ourselves tangled in sheets, making faces in the dark”