goosebumps for passion

When its all real 

my goose bumps come back to haunt me 

like the ghost of my past 

taking me back 

to where time wasn’t so fast 

i thought it would never end 

my mascara had to wash away 

it didn’t matter what i would say 

i was just a pretty face 

just keep writing and writing and writing 

just keep fighting my darling and keep being that lightening 

that everyone knows can be so silently frightening 

your passion on paper 

written in ink 

flying with words of that pen your still holding 

don’t switch it for pink 

black is your color 

now let that be in sync 

beats in the floorboards 

and beats on my heart 

our passion so loud 

our mountain so large 

we got to the top 

now hop on the stars.