Breathcatches

Pour yourself back into the bottle
the mood you swung out from doesn't include me
I won't bother you
kicking stones and counting stars is fine by me
so long.
Breathe on me.
Cold as ice next to your body
and why did she run into his arms.
I don't know
I was far too young.
She strapped me in the seat
and left me to die alone down here
so long