Horloge

There is still time there is still time, that's what I keep telling myself. Still time for mending the year, still time for more chances still enough for just one more wish still time for talking to you still time for writing my letters still time for... everything but there isn't and there is barely enough time to learn another song write another name make new friends or be happy.

Another year and plane tickets become a sort of redemption every six months to make myself less bored scouring trying to make some sense why did you leave leaving left it's a choice to leave/stay and I chose to leave so now it's this today, gathering every loose bits of news as if it's heaven oh god you make me swoon dream of you at night who are you?

Another year trying to make sense always with logic and no answers! You little filthy shit I should've left you there in the dark room and you will regret it regret your pathetic selfish self that was january, come february I've forgotten about you and now it's December and I turn a little older and happy it will end differently this year.

I want a different perspective as I strain to wait for another catastrophe to happen so why don't you come join me and watch the final explosions amidst the danger what an adventure that'll be!

Your year my year our year! Remember that I love you I miss you I need you over and over one time one chance, one life. Pop the champagne let's cheers to our destiny

madness is subjective so I love you madly wildly hehehe laugh tease cheers! Clink your glasses please! You or me why can't it be you and me weirdly we are fascinating creatures we make up our own mistakes let there be a clean slate for aaaallll

end.

If you want to read my mind, that would be it. Two days left tick tock tick tock.