To my housemates who threw a party last night & didn’t clean up after
Hey, I love you & how I can’t really be mad at you because the cans littering the floor remind me that I am still in college for a little bit longer.
In the plains, eagles build their nests atop telephone poles. And if there’s one tree in a prairie, all of the cattle find its shade. From the highway, I can see nothing for miles, but the crop fields look so fullI imagine walking across the tops of fuzzy tipped wheat stocks and feeling something soft on my aching feet
There’s this song that you sing sometimes / that reminds us of each other / under your breath when you’re in the car / or making breakfast or strumming a guitar / Break my heart sweetly / Means something different to you and me / There are moments when I think / I’m gonna miss this when I'm in it / I lay in your bed