I’ve never been on a plane. I have never left New York City.
but I’m always imagining what it’s like up there, to be on your way somewhere new.
often I think the sky is trying to tell me something: about where I could go, or what might be waiting if I did.
sometimes I picture all of this in my head. oh, and being in love, too: watching someone take off, with something in you lifting off, even if you’re staying behind.
this song came from that kind of daydream. it’s called JFnK.
JFnK I want to whisper nice words/& follow you, wherever you’re going/I wish I were leaving JFuckinK on that plane/I thought the air I was breathing was enough,/when the whole sky is in your heart/I want to hear every word that exists in you,/in the roar of the engine, in the sea/if I say that I love you/it’s because I don’t have an off switch/if I say I love you, it’s true/even when my too fast heart crashes down

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