so tell me you’re red
fading to yellow
fading to green
fading
into me…
so careless
liberated
à l’aise
And me, I’m:
. ; ,,,
Punctuated.
Scared.
Uncertain.
Fading.
From green.
To yellow.
To red.
Out of you.
and you’re holding on
regardless
I guess that’s why,
among other things,
I love you.
(oui, j’ai dit que je t’aime.)
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