having people around doesn't mean you're not alone. if you see the eyes you recall from the past in every person's eye you stare at today; you're not there, you're somewhere else. you're alone.
you could roll one, light it up and look up in the sky. that cloud passed from here some hours ago, i saw it too. did it carry something to you?
i now live a half-life. during the day i sleep with my eyes opened and during the night i'm wide awake with my eyes closed. because i see you every night, almost. in various situations, faces, clothes... i see you with various smiles and various tears. tears i wipe away from your eyes and wake up with in mine.
i told that blonde-haired girl the other night; "you live in the future, i live in the past and we both fuck up the present.". she nodded. i wish i could take your hand, pull you from my past and put you in my future. i don't give a shit if the present is fucked up, it's fucked up anyway.
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