Why do we always end up like this?. . The same position on the couch. Staring into each other's eyes. But do we have to talk about this now. And do I have to feel like crying?.
It's the same plan inscribed on me. . 'Cause there's only one design. There's some time allowed to me. But Saturday came and went and I. . And I still want and I still need.
I fell asleep today, it rained all afternoon. . The apartment felt too small. I take up to much room. The night has worn away. But she hasn't disappeared.