Around You - Mirah

Underage on the pavement, streetlight as spotlight

Silent block, sidewalk seat

Pulling, picking weeds

Tell me all of it

You downplay the weight by talking quick

While I braid your hair with my hands

Everywhere I look, there is a river

A notebook float that I live on

We gawk and laugh

Our lips are the same color through the blue glass

The light just wants to hang around you

Time capsules already sorted through

And in the girls room, hip to hip

A circle of I admit

I, I just want to hang around you

Do you?

I just want to hang around you

I made a magazine

I left off our names

I hid one in the toilet stall

Sprinkled a few in the hall

Stole the book about

Your favorite band

By throwing it out of the school library’s window

You said you got a ticket from speeding to see me

That whole summer, we wrote letters like Anaïs and Henry

You left some things unsaid

And I liked you more for that

And in the girls room, hip to hip

A circle of I admit

I, I just want to hang around you

I just want to hang around you

Do you?

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