summer in the attic

let's talk about that time

i spent the summer crying

and playing broken hearted

love songs that i wrote about

you, in my underwear,

in my dirty attic...

socially acceptable, or no?

i watched the youtube

videos the other day

of my desperate attempts

to sing you out of my mind

or maybe to get me back

into yours

either way'd be fine

it sort of worked

because look at us now,

yes?