kan ku abaikan. sgala hasratku. agar kamu tenang dengan nya. ku pertaruhkan. semua ragaku. demi dirimu bintang. . biarkan ku menggapaimu. memelukmu. memanjakanmu.
We could count all the windows in the city. But you;re far too busy and I'm much too slow. So I will start with the windows in this alley. 'Cause you think in cities and I think in boroughs.
I have nothing for you. Nothing at all, nothing at all. My head is bleeding from banging it against this wall. Bang it against this wall. . But what's it all for?.
The tick-tock tick-tock of my heart. but miss the tick-tock tick-tock on the clock. What happens when the battery runs out?. . The click-clack click-clack of my brain.
Our favorite game was to count the eyelashes. That fell on my cheeks whenever you got a little anxious. You said it seems so strange that you can feel all my pain.
A peerless depth is where you're at. And I'm still treading water just over your shoulder. A hole in your wall, in your bedroom after all. And I'm still over your shoulder, taking in water.
Oh my my, oh my my,. It has come to this.. Oh my my, oh my my,. It has come to this.. Well it's such a small town and what comes always goes around.. And there's crows in the tree and they're singing for me,.
I'm not really scared. I just like the way that those words sound. When they fall from my mouth. And I say them to you out aloud. . Sometimes my hands.
That bit before you remember. Everything you own begins to blend in. To bones that ache with things that you can't spell. . Rearrange beds to make sure thoughts flow straight from my house to yours.
Well, old postcards are romantic when they're intact. And old postcards are romantically full of fact. And the one you have to watch. Are the one that keep coming back.
A cold night, in the summer time. Under street lights that weren't mine. In a city I think it was yours. . You said this weather we're having is not quite right.
And I thought you had ruined it all. And I thought you were going to hell. And I thought I had ruined it all. And I thought I was living in hell. . But I get it now.
oh my god you're a handful. and oh my god these hands are so small. oh my god I'm a handful. and oh my god your hands got so full of me. oh so completely.
Listen, listen. I'm listening carefully,. to where exactly you might be. 'cause I've had enough waiting,. I've had enough waiting for you. I'm thinking, I'm thinking.
it frustrates me. That I don't have the words to explain to you what I'm feeling now. I'm not moved that much but what I just heard moved me to the left.
You're a fire in my mind. But you're out of bounds (And you're out of bounds). And that is fine (But that is fine). I don't know why this started off like we do.
On a boat in the Gulf of Mexico. I know, I know it doesn't snow. I know, I know where to go. In the book by my bed. That holds all the maps of places we've travel and where lives intersect.
You stupid jerk!. I can't take it no more!. Your face makes me wanna puke!. And your mothers a whore!. . AHHHHHHHHHHHHH. . You stupid jerk!.
I have nothing new to tell you. Since the last time that I wrote,. But I know with certainty that. Your hands will get this note.. I don't need mirrors in the hallway.
1 2 3. . You took your clothes off. I started to laugh. Thats when I knew it was through. I guess I'll go I'll take a bath. there's nothing else to do..