years take their toll

my name is stephanie, and my life is nothing but chaos. i enjoy singing and dancing, usually on the tabletop.
maple cookies.

1, 2, 3, 4, tell me that you love me more. sleepless, long nights, that is what my youth is for.

but years take their toll and things get bent into shape, antiseptic and tired i can’t remember your face.

the stars are blazing like rebel diamonds, cut out of the sun. can you read my mind?

you and me together, stars forever.

i can see the love we trapped coming back.

goodbye cold, goodbye rain, goodbye sorrow, and goodbye shame.

nobody wants to be lonely, so why, why, why don’t you let me love you?

i just keep hoping that your heart opens.

i do believe it’s true, good things come to those who run. run, run, run, you must. cause if you walk, you rust.

it’s that time of year, leave all your hopelessness aside, if just for a little while.

say you need me, sing it oh, say you wanna try. say you haven’t had enough, say you wanna.

and the hardest part was letting go, not taking part. you really broke my heart.

the weight of water, the way you taught me to look past everything i had ever learned.

i used to think i was not like them, but i’m beginning to have my doubts, my doubts about it.

in the confusion and the aftermath, you are my signal fire. the only resolution and the only joy is the faint spark of forgiveness in your eye.