#birdy’s chirps

i want to plant roots like trees, forget i have feet, step forward and find myself stuck, stable, deep in the ground somewhere safe by a stream

you’re an endless muse. the face that’s gone lives on to inspire every deadbeat side of the road wordfilled brain. i think i’ll always love you. i think you’ll always make me laugh.

winter break is just losing your memory on the car back home and waking up with 78 new poems in the notes app when your brain turns back on

don’t show the music you liked when you were twelve to anyone. nostalgia just tastes like her now

the irrepressible urge to get in the bath with your clothes on