the short time when your skinny arms
are wrapped around me
i swear to every god i can hear you broken heart beating
i hope im not the one keeping you here
cause im not much worth staying for
even in your grey eyes i can see it lingering
the torn jumper sleeve tells me more
than i ever needed to know
that smile seems a little lost on you
like its unsure its allowed to be there
im unsure too
well
maybe if i wrap my skinny arms around you tight enough
i will hear your heart beating
to a happy tune this time