so I will come home on thursday and wait for you and you will be like “hey, you’re here” and I will be like “yes, I am” and you will be like “probably because you can’t play here” and I will be like “so that’s what you’ve reduced me to” and we will both regret that I came and we will both regret that regret.
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so you will leave home on thursday and wait for me and i will be like “i wished i could find some solace” and you will be like “why don’t you ask me for help?” and i will be like “because i don’t dare to let myself go, even though you’d wait and catch me” and you will be like “why don’t you trust me” and we will both know that i am just too broken right now and we will both know that i’d fall free down from a mountain, even though you would not be there, because i’d know you’d come and save me, even if it’d be in the last moment.