Charlotte Renaud

Arts and Culture Editor

Love can’t grow under pressure

And that’s all I am

And you, mister

Are stranger danger,

The candy in the white van,

The nearing footsteps of a man.

I only get close to you

When I walk away

And hide in a cafe,

Or a doorway.

Only then, I hear your words

And remember your face.

Things I want to tell you

Turn my lips to scar tissue

And the imprints of my teeth,

Are remains of words I can’t speak.

I wish I didn’t have to be so scared

To be so into you

And that this pressure’s weight

Didn’t put us in checkmate.

I’m carrying my emotional baggage on Jupiter

And babe you’re amongst the stars

When I couldn’t be heavier

Lightyears afar.

Well, my tongue’s too heavy

I can’t say.

And my love’s too heavy

I can’t stay.

Even then, when would I have seen you when I’m with you?

Take me into the future

Where we’ve already foreplayed

And all’s ever so mundane

I see you in my shower drain,

In the medication cabinet

Next to all my pills for pain.

When I’d find you

In the frets of my guitar

In the fibers of my clothes,

A match in the shadows.

When will I see you

Where I didn’t know it was possible to?

In my coffee when I open my eyes

In my pillow at night when I close the lights.

I dream of knowing you

But we’re strangers.

You’re not someone true

And that kind of love is danger.