Bitter Sun

Ignore the weather
You're becoming september
While the flower petals pass
Cutting fingers off the second hand

(but your fingers were crossed)
When the west caught on fire again
(and no matter what)
You're 10 hours from michigan

(while you're cutting through fog and the days you forgot)

Heard you say it was nice to know you briefly
I guess we'll always be strangers
Can't recall the last time i saw Carrie
Burying me in nail polish seas

And it's just forever
A dead pennsylvania
It felt like goodbye and impressions of light
I'm still in your backyard
Calling in sick again and again

Like cemetery wet cement
Swore that our steps could move the continents
(temporary light, cut the blonde out your hair)
You're made of watercolor paint
That sunk into the bones i wished would break
(can't remember how that movie ends)
Eventually the weather said
Just stay inside with crooked rain instead
(you were empty too, didn't know that you'd be gone so long)
It never rained and always ached
So i stared at the bitter sun all day
And i can't look away

The spring snow pretended to fall like the winter
The sound of your sleeping was piano keys
The pictures you took will live on in my closet
For summers that ended
Before we could stomach

When my body tells me that it's time to leave
I'll go quietly

I swear to god if i ever go back to emma's house
Better bury me deep

When the writing on the back is gone
It's just a photograph

I swear to god if i never go back to emma's house
Better bury me deeper