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keep your / hand on the rail / if / all / else fails
<< Tuesday, Sept. 08, 2020 - 11:31 am >> it's been a year since you last disappeared on me, again. it's crazy to think i used to make you mix cd's and dinners in all the sharehouses. we kissed and hooked up just once, it was an awful mistake. i'm not sure where we went wrong, i guess you just weren't my kind of friend to be around. back then, we hung out in cheap chinese eateries, took photos on our retro cameras and thought indie cinema was the coolest thing ever. it's not that you hurt me, i think you hurt yourself knowing i'd never like you, deep down. you had the loveliest brown eyes though. i bet you still have my mix cd's, in the back of your car. |