
Hannah Flowers
you're in america for some reason
we're at my grandma's house, we're eating breakfast
and then we're on the couch, waiting for something
i can still remember your hand on my shoulder
and now somehow we're in your bedroom
your bedsheets are brown, your shirt is blue
your arms around me feel like barbed wire
you're holding me like i might escape soon
and now i'm at school abroad somewhere
and you surprise me, you bring me cookies
we're at the sports game, sat in the stadium
i can still remember my hand on your shoulder
you tell me something i couldn't repeat
i tell you my heart is not a birdcage
you reassure me, you don't plan on leaving
but still i hold you like you might escape soon