Turning-Tables

Turning Tables (Remix)
  • Turning Tables (Remix)
  • Rudy Francisco
  • School Spirit
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You are a sentence with no punctuation. A kaleidoscope full of colors that I don’t remember learning in elementary school. Your voice is a sound that I’ve been looking for my entire life. Your smile is the only sunrise worth setting my alarm clock early enough to see.

If I could, I would shape-shift into the first thing you think about in the morning just so I could be reminded of what it’s like to wake up next to you.

I love you in a language that I don’t fully understand. In words that I haven’t found enough courage to forklift out of my chest. I hear that karma is vengeful and also a light sleeper so I’ve chosen to love you like this.

Quietly.

So I’ll call your phone and hang up before it actually rings. I’ll write you letters that you will never read. When I see you in public, I’ll stick my hand inside of a bag full of things that I haven’t done since you left me and pull out a smile.

I’ll say something like, “Hello, it’s nice to see you”.

And I’ll keep walking.

You are sentence with no punctuation. A kaleidoscope full of colors that I don’t remember learning in elementary school. Your voice is the sound that I have been looking for my entire life. Your smile is the only sunrise worth setting my alarm clock early enough to see. If I could, I would shapeshift into the first thing you think about in the morning just so I could be reminded of what it’s like to wake up next to you. I love you in a language that I don’t fully understand, in words that I haven’t found enough courage to forklift out of my chest.
—  Rudy Francisco