Song, Written June 26, 2009

[I can't remember who this was about, and I don't think I titled it, but I came across it today. Here goes.]

You like when I ramble,


My opinions, my conditions.

I like you.

You like the way her hair sticks up

The way her eyes shine when she smiles

I like you.

You like the sunsets, the way the water hums

and watching buildings blaze to the ground.

You can like it all-

But I like you.



And no matter how often I say it

I can't seem to convey it

the way I feel about you is unusual at least.

And when you laugh I feel my heart smile,

Because I know that for a little while,

I fixed the girl who sees the sky in pieces of gray-

and for awhile, I pretend that it's all going to be-okay.



You like his boylashes and his goofy grin

and I can't help but say again

I like you.

You like staying up til dawn

and sleeping in til noon,

I like my sleep-

But I like you.

You like dancing solo,

And you like living alone,

but I like you.



And no matter how often I say it

I can't seem to convey it

the way I feel about you is unusual at least.

And that frown makes me crumble

And my hopes start to tumble, because I hoped

I fixed the girl who sees the sky in pieces of gray-

and for awhile, I could pretend that it was all okay.



There are a million things that I could say

I like in some odd sort of way,

but each one would be a lie

because despite all you try-

I like you, and I'll like you in the morning,

in the evening, in the afternoon.

I like you daytimes and nighttimes

and pretty soon,

We'll be a memory, a past that we can't share.

I liked you... I'll like you anywhere.