Not just about a girl.

I can make a hole in the roof

Also known as heaven

For you as a release of the

Pressure in your head

So you can trade it out for stars

And we can ride the airy waves

And you can still sleep

I can give wings to all the pieces of things

We broke on the floor

Mexican soda bubbled to the top

Pink within green

We can fix this and bottle it up

Too much to breathe,

Too much to taste

I can pour it down your throat

And soothe you with secrets

I can tell you the names of all the people

Who tell me everything I know

But then there would be no need for me

No mystery

I wonder what I will do tomorrow

I wonder if you will need me for anything

Because that is why I need you so much

Need for need, holes for stars in your quiet head

Chestnuts broken open to let something in

Pulses of love can’t heal

Supernatural occurrences can’t change you

We can reach up and the

Pendulum of your arms can fall backward in a desperate attempt

To reach a little farther than you did last year