I want to sing Barenaked Ladies at eachother
And fight the God of War
And for it to be so dangerous we’ll have to sign a waiver
And for time to be worth enough that forever isn’t long enough
How sweet
If only it could be like that for me
But indeed you know what time it is and I’m so out of sorts just trying to sort through
The remainder of the year that never was the feeling like
I didn’t know just how unready
And I didn’t know how ready I was until I realised I’d never get to have it with the person that meant the most
The world’s first place failure at love
Guess it’s not last place after all.
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