i should have
but i didn't
you were the light blue
and i was the blood red
and you could have
but you didn't
we were braver than that
i think our shirts would look
pretty together
spinning in a dryer with us
waiting on the couch
or hanging off a yacht rail
with the smell of the sea
and us dusty in the sunlight
waiting for the light to come down
instead they're clinging to our shoulders
and hugging our ribcages
and not ruining their color
and missing their chance to destroy
each other somehow
