Cherry pits,

Cherry pits,

And hearts that hit,

Against chest walls,

With fervor at the other's touch,

Broken cars,

And brownie pans,

Up all night,

And soda cans,

Bleeding fingers,

And careful wraps,

I blurted a confession,

And you convinced me,

I wasn't a fool,

For trusting you.

Waking up,


Your face is the first I see,

And that's how it should be,

For all of time,

When the hour of the end,

Draws nearer and nearer,

With every breath,

Forget the rest,