Me:Je t'aime
him: i love you too babe

Unspoken dreams
and coffee machines,
when's the last time you slept?

It's great that you're you and it's fine that I'm me, but you and I would never make a good you and me.

There's all the kids running in a pack, temporary hair dye running down their back, why don't you hear the melody?

The heat leaves my body
it's trying to warm the air
if only I could tell it
that it's efforts go nowhere.

Winters never been all that kind to me.

Get me out of this place
the one that reminds me
of how summer tastes
and away from
all my former heartaches

There are 60 days until you get home.

I'm going to go crazy.

Me:so do you ever worry that I'll find a guy who likes me and doesn't treat me like shit, and that I'll like him back?
him: no comment.

Maybe not today, probably not tomorrow, but someday, someday you will look for me and find that I'm didnt wait here for you to grow up, you're gonna fall apart when you learn I moved on.