so you left me in a really weird place, hopefully I will see you not too much around the corner
I will be out of country until march 1st. If any of you need me, you have my digits.
do you think he was happy to have been born?
And, all the stuff in between?
I worship the one,
He did not have to send his son to convince me.
I wish you had warned me. As promised, I have your girls. I will see you soon enough. Over.
I hope when the ground hit you, it felt like,
everything and nothing in your heart,
you were fun.
I am sorry that I left you there.
what else was I supposed to do?
like I said, I am sorry that things did not work out.
between midnight and three,
I used to think about you, sometimes me.
I made a hole for you, and you for me, as well.
You made a bed for another, but so did I.
And so what?
I did not think that I had a heart,
until I met you, little girl.
on a street corner no less,
you will always be J to me.
Like i said, that was fun.
to gaze into nothing, it has been said,
runs the risk of nothing gazing into you.
on a day pre-determined,
we will meet, as i have you,
and you have me,
wishes run risks that they are well aware of, but so do lies on high boil.
if i had to name this thing, i would call it, it.