e[u].logy

if this city was a kingdom

i'd want you to rule with me

so worried for your safety after all our tomfoolery

and i know i'm prolly freakin' out foolishly

i just don't want the next thing that i write to be a eulogy

in your honor

and i know you'd hate it too

all the petty little things that i'd associate with you like

stairwells

night vale

and beautiful smiles like

tyco

instruments

and 300 miles like

happiness

elated afternoons in the shade

like

long car trips and tryin' to move where it rains

like

never thinkin' twice but always usin' your brain and like

sherlock holmes and every tune that you sang like

pie

baking

seattle

or portland or

lack of good fortune

kisses in the mornin'

mathematical equations

empty night skies

bonfires

poetry

and livin' life right and there's

beaches

boats

sailing

togetherness

the feelin' like you're smilin' even brighter when the weather's shit

tellin' all my friends that i was happy when i gotcha and there's coffee shop dates

and certainly sinatra

meetin' every mornin' and consortin' by your locker how the first time that we kissed you said you're not much of a talker

nearly 8 months later

i think you had it backwards

i asked you who you were

said you're cute

you were flattered

now our story's gotta fill with happily forever afters

and i don't think i could have fallen for you any faster