poetry in the margins

We are astronomers
Studying your heart
It’s free like the universe
And finicky like art

And you, you are guarded
You write me poetry in the margins
Secrets to find when you’re gone

The way that you breathe
Like fucked up poetry
You hate the world but you love me just fine
Let my roses dry
In the sunlight
Think that maybe you were born to die
But I’ll love you tonight

You love the darkness
Especially when you’re high
You’re free like the raven
And soon you’ll fly

And you, you’re the one who started
This, you left notes in the margins
Relics of some past life

The way that you breathe
Like fucked up poetry
You hate the world but you love me just fine
Let my roses dry
In the sunlight
Think that maybe you were born to die
But I’ll love you tonight

And you always loved me best
(You hate the world)
You always loved me best
(You hate the world)
But you always loved me best
(You hate the world)
You always loved me best

The way that you breathe
Like fucked up poetry
You hate them all but you love me just fine
Cause I'm the sunlight and you’re the moonshine
Think that maybe you were born to die
But I’ll love you tonight