2. I want to come to your county fair
And sit with you on the Tilt-a-Whirl
Until our bodies merge a little.
Maybe then I will be able to tell you
That I've never been the same girl I was
Before you. Even though you never claimed me.
And you still don't claim me
And even though you won't, I will always claim you anyway.


3. I write now, did you know?
And sometimes I try to catch us and display us
So other people might have hope,
Or something like it.
So they can see that two people can have
Whatever it was that we had.
But I hope they will be brave. Or braver.
Or something like it.