Sometimes we are all ghosts and alone.
Sometimes we are the ghost bicycles.
I fucked it all up hard and you are in bed calling for me.
Remember Krazy Shack?
I think you are so much better than anything I could ever have loved or even be loved by.
Like the kayaks at Krazy Shack.
Like the beach at that cabin.
Like the time when we took off our shoes and threw them into the water for kicks...
Like then, when we kissed.
I am no longer afraid of your love.
And I will
your ghost bicycle.