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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