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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