Liz Rae

I want to spend our time in the moment,
not trying to capture it.

And all I can think about when you are speaking is,
My, I have missed so much.

We are the calm before the storm
because no beautifully heated day
dies down without a lightning storm to accompany it.

You are not the stones they throw,
the lies they screech,
the threats they make,
the hate they bring upon you.

He says, you’re so strong,
and I respond, I am only strong when I am weak.

you can live one hell of a life
by changing the lives of others

I’ve got my own things to chase after,
and on the long list of things I’m running towards,
you’re not one of them.

You were the song we loved, a summer hit that didn’t get
overplayed, but you were on every station, and we loved to turn the
volume up high so we could drown in your music.

You were the excuse I needed to get on that flight,
the prepaid ticket that I was ready to take.

so they built the walls out of the strongest stones they could find
and all they had left to protect through the blasts were
themselves.

You treat humans like islands,
hopping from one to the next.

You taste like the mango habanero margaritas
I consume too many of when the weather is hot.