bubble waffle

Do I like them more because of the texture

The little pops I can sink my teeth into instead of squares

And finding they're less hollow

And still filled with sweet dough
Sink my teeth into squares

Sink my teeth into squares

Why does it get harder and harder to stop myself the older and older I get

What have I let go
What have I abandoned

What have I killed

What have I let

Why doesn't this unlock every time I listen to him ramble like the Columbia without a dam in sight

Like nothing as dark and rich as his voice has turned on that light before

What is it about the sun that kills my cave creature interior

Why can't I walk this way easier

Why do I always feel inferior to you

I've always felt that way but before I could buoy myself knowing that despite that fact you still wanted me

You, wanted ME

Do you still want me? Still need me?

I'm nipping at the edges of what I know

I can't plan a wedding

I can't curb a craving

I need sugar

I need sleep

I need to go lift more weights

Lift more weight upon my shoulders

Oh what a soft cross to bear

I wish I could wrap you up in my giant fallen angel wings, I know they're there

Describe them for me

Describe the softness of my thighs for me

Describe my legs, my somewhat cut calves, my shoulders,

Describe my neck for me

Describe my jawline, what it was and what it is

Oh take me up on it, I'll fill in my neck below it with tattoos just to make sure it's still there