So...
There was a time when I didn't love you,
and there was a time when I did.
There was a time when I didn't know,
and there was a time when I did.
And then there's now...
Sing hallelujah, sing it, sing it... I will not have you controlling me, one day you shall obay me. One day you will see.
I'm not like that, I would never do... things like that. Give me a chance to prove it.
I heard you say it once, and I've seen it in your eyes. I've felt it in your touch. I've realized by the tone of your voice.
The words you've uttered. The looks you gave. The hand you took. That smile you held.
I want to go nightswimming with you, again. And again. And nightswimming deserves a quiet night.
This time I will not lose. This time I won't end up writing melancholy endless poems about love.
Idag tittade jag på gamla barnkort. Fy satan i gatan för nakna bebis-kort. Och varför i alla världens namn hade jag runda glasögon???
Sedan lagade jag mat med pappa. Räkor och (oriktiga) kräftor till förrätt. Varmrätt var rött råris, quorn-filéer och jordnötssås och sallad. Till det: Vin.
Godkväll gott folk, jag fick höra en nyhet som gjorde mig glad innan.
"Oh, I've made love, yeah, I've been fucked, so what?
I'm a cartoon, you're a full moon, let's stay up" -Bright Eyes.
Such bright eyes, eyes that see through walls.
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