i wish you lived on this side of the water, or maybe if i lived on your side of the salt.
some habits would have to change. some handouts, soon would be reversed.
i wasnt even planning on going. but i had my boots on and binverse in my eardrums and the shiver didnt prick and i could have enjoyed myself even, and i do enjoy myself even on occassions when i might be exhausted. but my shoulders pivoted, i walked home, and it wasn’t loud, but im not in mood for silence. but im not in the mood for self.