Tuesday, 20 February 2018
if you could just see me now, jessica, i think you'd be proud
i hope that i never forget a lot of things
how i didn't know what to do so i just walked
and i had no one to tell but it felt so good
i held it like i could die
i held it like it might get taken away
brunswick st was soaked in gold
and i was so calm
and i curated it perfectly
i stared at a new wall for 45 minutes
filling the space with airport drop-offs
i'm so in love with that route
i'm so in love with the streetlamps
i'm so in love with the 5am wakeup call
and that hungry midnight kiss
i thought i left limbo there
i thought i left you there
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