what do you want?
i drive to work i dream and then i drive back home. thinking about the last time i saw you
probably at graduation
graduation was the last time i saw all but three of you
sometimes i feel like i did everyone a disservice. i left everyone behind
and not only that, but i couldn't wait to
too
you. again. in my head, always there
and now if you got us all in the same room again it truly wouldn't be the same
people are missing already, life is kicking in,
and here i am, going to work and home again
dreaming of cutting my hours
dropping my lunch on the floor
desperate for a lick of sun
dialling my mum.
what did you want?
i think i remember your team
i think i remember you in blue
i think i remember you asking me to formal
i think i remember you sitting at the back
i think i remember you had a sister
i think i remember you
i think i remember you
i think
i think
i think
(god help me. i am so fucking terrified of luck)
