feeling depressed
     doesn't mean, nessisarily that i am
             depressed
i want people
            cuddles
            hugs
            kisses
                           but i don't want
                     my depressed mood
                                 to rub off on anyone
                i hold dear
                          it's simply not fair

When I am sad,
the only thing I can think is that
I never gave you permission
to pulse inside her and
you clock 90 beats per minute anyway.

I love you so much
i'm so drunk
so drunk
but i love you so much
i love you so much

one day you will snuggle
up with her and you will
comfort her in a thunderstorm
she will look into your eyes
she will kiss your tender mild lips
you will look at the stars together
and one day witness a falling star

that falling star could be me
falling for you,
being detached
from the sky and accepting the
fact to take a free fall into reality
*c.r