On my way home from Ottawa today I wrote 2 little things. Not sure what to call them. The reason for the title is because that's the song I was listening to then. I know that because I wrote it down. Heh. Anyways, here they are. They are kind of untitled atm though. Hope you don't mind.
I could get used to this
because I'm so sick of you
I will forget to remember
to return your calls
no apologies.
&
What we do is magic
faerie dust at my fingertips
you kiss my cheek so softly
I want to hold onto you
until all the stars
fall from the sky,
and the moon
no longer iluminates the landscape
I just can't let you go.
They may be a tad lame, but that's the best I can do right now. Hehe.
"Just give me medicine prescribe me anything, just knock me out and walk me through the door. I have no desire to see through my own eyes anymore." Take Lots With Alcohol - Alkaline Trio
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1 comment:
Like the 2nd one but not the first one. Great work. Love you baby.
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