I woke up this morning... and I was happy.
I didn't expect this. I didn't expect your fucked up reaction... That was something I didn't foresee.
I woke up this morning, and I was happy. I shaved my beard. Got dressed. Made sure your gift was in the bag. I recall leaving home 20 minutes prior to my train's departure. Almost missed it. I was shitting bricks. During my ride, I've had experienced the exact same feeling I had the very first time I got to see you. I had this same, weird taste in my mouth. A bitter taste.
Taste of excitement.
I was expecting a shocked face, a big warm hug, and a kiss.
Oh, sweet lord. How long has it been again? When was the last time I saw you?
Words knot if not around my throat, my fingers.
Can't make you happy.
I'll stop trying.
You and I, we have been so far
Always so in touch the way we are
How do I know?
I look to your light...
13 Şubat '17 / 23:39