T-R-F

1. i am not in love with you. i left you when the leaves turned and i'm back for now, but only 'til i muster the strength to hoist my bags & run away for good. believe me, it's not that you're not paradise, because i've had my fair share of briny breezes & tequila sunrises and i too have caught myself with my toes in the sand for a tad too long. blinding white is just too opaque for glass houses and you know the way the sun shines at midday, that'll melt your face right off if you stare long enough-- trust me, i know a guy. 2. last saturday i saw your face on the cover of a national geographic at the doctor's office, they caught you