and i'm starting to feel it's okay that i'm becoming addicted to you.
because i know part of you is addicted to me, too.
red where it means the most,
white like your skin everywhere else.
i'll let my blue nails crumble into you.
relaxed and in love with "oh baby, oh baby"
The darkness that is in your eyes...
and I miss you already.
Though we only matter under the darkness of a lamp post.
Though we only matter when their vision is too drunk to see us kissing in the corner.
We only matter when you want us to.