Rep Day

My name is whatever you decide

I make all your gray days clear and wear you like a necklace

I recall late November, holding my breath slowly I said:

Please don't ever become a stranger

I'm a mess

Is it cool that I said all that?

I can't let you go

I'm so chill, but you make me jealous but I got your heart skipping, skip-skipping when I'm gone

whose laugh I could recognize anywhere

"You don't need to save me but would you run away with me?"

but I'm the mess that you wanted

your hand print's on my soul

and I'm just gonna call you mine

Is it chill that you're in my head?