west virginia, i love your son
west virginia, i love your son i love the way your sun dyed his eyes a little bit green. he radiates, he shines, he is the yellow bird that i've been waiting for save me, take me, need me, too, i have been hesitant to write about him i haven't written in quite some time. i don't want to be sad again--i don't want to cry. and i really don't want to make any more boys cry. not in a canyon, or a car, or outside their house, or in my bed. i don't want to make any more boys cry. i have tried to pretend that his smile doesn't wake my heart up but i don't need to, i can have him he is kindness, and so warm to the touch. he kisses my forehead so softly and loves the way our fingers intertwine and i do, too west virginia, thank you, i love your son.