She fixes her lips, they
Always look perfect
Never a smudge line
Never too
Much . . .

I try on my blue shirt
She told me she liked it

She wonders what I'll wear
She knows just what she'll wear
She always wears blue

Some sneakers of flip flops
I'm starting to panic
Remember she asked you
Remember to
Breathe . . .
And everything . . .
Will be okay . . .

Okay

Alright