i don't see myself
loving
any other man but you
so i let the stars align
to take me as soon
as i am forty for
you
desire not of me
41 and alone
51 and alone
61 and alone
i do not want to grow old alone
i foresee myself growing old alone
so i ask the stars to take me when i am forty
or younger
my dust to be encrypted
when you close your eyes at night
tells you that
i could've grown old with you
you are too late
you are too late
Sep 1, 2021
Sep 1, 2021 at 12:54 PM UTC
i don't see myself
loving
any other man but you
so i let the stars align
to take me as soon
as i am forty for
you
desire not of me
41 and alone
51 and alone
61 and alone
i do not want to grow old alone
i foresee myself growing old alone
so i ask the stars to take me when i am forty
or younger
my dust to be encrypted
when you close your eyes at night
tells you that
i could've grown old with you
you are too late
you are too late
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