COPYRIGHT 7/09/13 Licensed to: Monica Grace
a very early draft 

Expired Stardust - Monica Grace

Broken Bones

November 13th, 2013

when we kiss our scars allign 
who were you to think, to think that i had lost my mind
because i gave you mine? our eyes locked so tight ?
in that moment, i didn't hold it. i should have known to capture it. 
i didn't stop to think that our faults lie in the words we can't comprehend. 

i guess that's letting go
and just growing up
sure it fucking sucks but we'll recall one day counting footsteps for matches and
the cigarettes, long live the stupid kids, singing songs in basements drunk with no sense of direction but angst so artistic.
is that all this is
cus that's not all i stand for.
is that all we are? is that all that you stand for?

beneath our feet are brighter skies,
who were you to think, to think that i had the right 
our teeth stained from wine, run through yellow lights 
in that moment, didn’t hold it. should have known to laugh at it.
i didn’t stop to think that we all could never be just only friends. 
but what the hell happened 




Stupid Kids

Hearts Out Of Tune

The thing about having ADHD is that, well in my case, I forgive too easily. Not because I'm not hurt, but because I forget how it truly felt back in the moment when a significant amount of time has passed. Therefore, it makes me blind to faults and mistakes. Not only mine, but other peoples. I forgive too easily; this is a weakness and a strength, I'm struggling with which it truly is. I'm numb to my past. 

Part Time

 i geuss thats what happens with you care about someone more than they care about you


i miss the freckles on your face
and us staying out too late on a weekday.
 i miss the colors of your hair, 
getting lost in your stare, barely breathing.

i miss the sound of your voice,
you telling me its my choice
what movie we watch when we’re wasted.
i still smell the scent of your skin in the memories of the beginning of the winter.
and i miss the rush of those nights, i swear im gonna stay high forever
just to be with you i swear id lend my lungs-- its true
just to feel your heartbeat again


i miss the rocks we had to climb when we got really high in the summer. 
i miss the feel of your embrace when you said you couldnt stay, you kept moving.
i miss the way we talked about our future, i miss september and the chemicals in our head fucked it up once again.
and the talks we had at 2am, and all our high school friends who i still associate with just to see if youre out there alright, i do think of you often at night what would i do to have u back in my life
u said 
it’s never anyones fault you took the blame
i took the fall for you, for you id lend my lungs its true.
the cigarettes. your touch in silloettes. 
i still taste your name on my lips.  
and i swear to you id lend you my lungs, just to feel the beat of your heart again.
and those august weekends. 
i miss those fucked up auburn skies
what would i do to have you back in my life. 

its the anxiety and extremities mixed with teenage lust either just attraction or pure conneciton it fucks u up. 
so ill walk drunk all alone back to the place we once called home
and the photographs are still framed by my bed, your every last thought in my head
its sick i know but hear me out, youre all i ever think about.



Freckles & Cigarettes

Apology

LYRICS: 
Do you remember who we were
before they told us what to be
i feel these golden cracks in me
it’s all a part of growing older, ill lend you my shoulder
and my sweater when its colder
its all just skin deep.

and the sky plastered bright blue
i saw this crisp green light in you.
your veins painted the scenery.
and the bluejays are so descret.

i dont read kerouac anymore
but if i did, id be reading it with you for sure.

wah oh, its all just skin deep
wah oh, bon fires, drunk nights at the beach
its all just skin deep
its the sex and cold coffee
after bright eyes and the backseat
laced in poetry, high of 10gs. its all just skin deep.

when our tans peel from the rain
when the drugs screw with our brain
when we cant recall our names
i will still love you the same. 
its the moments in between, carved in maps we cant yet read. 
and its always you and me. 
its always just skin deep.

so what when the sand tickles our feet
and the wine imprints our teeth
and the grass steins our knees
and the cigs etch in our lungs
and we break some empty bottles of rum
i wont forget where we’re from
oh its me and you, stuck in the 01742s.
its always you and me.

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