Checking Up

Thick snow, I fall down in it slow I retreat to its pillow Snot gets smudged, swept on my cheek No tissue, especially not you You tell me that you're not checking up on me But I am the one you think of when You think about the things You've done wrong before In your life You call me when you're out on the road You just met someone reminds you of me And I'll appear in your shadows And you'll say "I need to think about the things I want before I Kiss your thick light Goodbye" And all of our guilt Is collectivized in ill-written iPhone notes And I do not want you to know You are the one I think of when I think about the things That I've done wrong before You are the one I think of when I think about the things That I've fucked up before In my life