i lurk around outside the backstage door

hoping you won't have to play an encore

so you & i can go home together tonight.

I stoop to the steps

slippery with water[ & probably sweat]

examine the scattered white cigarette butts

& ash on the ground

wrap my coat a little closer

straining to hear the applause

knowin' thats what you're livin' for

& i'm just in the background.

pluck your guitar

& play chords on my heart..

in the back of my head

when i lie in my too-big bed

i pretend all those songs

about one true loves

were penned with me in mind.

& i'll kiss your eyelashes

with mine

hoping my tears

don't wet your perfect face.

<3<3<3

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