revel in my cheesy

It was raining, and a layer of grey clouds coated the sky.
They matched perfectly to your jacket.
And the atmosphere, it was dark, but inside..
it was sunny inside. Cause baby, you
you are a surgeon
and ill never understand how
but I woke up this rainy morning with a scar on my sternum,
sunlight falling out my throat, and my brain leaking from my eyes.

it was raining, and the sun wasn't in the sky.
because of you
I now have the sun in my chest
the sun in my chest
the sun in my chest
and 9 clouds...supporting the balls of my feet.

with you, I'm on cloud 9.
8 years old again. just plain happy.
wanting 7 more kisses
and ends up giving you 6 of them
asking for 5 more minutes
when you can only stay for 4
wanting to say a 3 word goodbye
and always giving you 2 hugs
instead of 1.

because you are the only 1 anyone should see on rainy days.

Your palms may be a little sweaty, but my hands are a drought that needed the moisture anyway.
you've got that crooked tooth
and I always thought it matches perfectly with my crooked heart
messy hair that melds with my messy car
and weirdly long arms that i've thought were always ideal for hugs


It was raining
and the words "I love you" were etched onto your forearm
It was raining
and I know god was sad
maybe that was why the sky was crying that morning
but I was happy,
and I don't know if I should be more worried about gods feelings
or mine.

All I know is that it was raining that day
and I wish it rained more.