wet clothes

soggy levi's choke his legs
he's mastered the art of choking love for all it has
artichoke green coat with a smokey beanie
heart at his feet, head in the Eyre
eyes in her iris, airs hard to come by when you're this heart-tied
knots upon knots upon knots
not wanting to rot from grief
wants upon wants upon wants
haunting his consciousness is the thought of
not
not her, not me, without her, no me
is this the only possibility?
please tell me there is a third way
cause all my chips are tied to lipstick
and i'm eating my heart with grief

music:drake-the resistance