You were always cute

But Godd*** you got hot!

Hot enough to streak the streets white with

Sunspots when you walk

And I'm still obsessed with cowboys and Indians

And you're bitin' your lip when you

Lose your breath

I'm not over you yet

I know I will not call

It's this decision I've made

So I'm up all night chanting, "Vow I can't break!"

I might bite my nails so I can't scratch my face