
Monthly Archives: February 2017
No it wasn’t any good, there is no reason why you should, remember me

And who shall I say is calling?

Passing through

Passing through, sometimes happy, sometimes blue, glad that I ran into you
Set in the near future, written in the recent past

You being happy does not make me happy

In the meantime, will you be mine?

Don’t explain yourself too seriously

Sometimes I think I can see right through myself

They are blisfully incapable of noticing they’re all dead
