Something about you felt different
Like the way you fixated yourself on the passing building and shining stars from the car window. Sitting in the cold air-coned seats, that you still insisted were hot.
I just want to let you know that you won't have to watch me like those passing buildings.
I'm not passing by nor are you a pit stop.
And although stars may be blinding
I will always have an eye
For you.
Jul 28, 2019
Jul 28, 2019 at 9:43 PM UTC
Something about you felt different
Like the way you fixated yourself on the passing building and shining stars from the car window. Sitting in the cold air-coned seats, that you still insisted were hot.
I just want to let you know that you won't have to watch me like those passing buildings.
I'm not passing by nor are you a pit stop.
And although stars may be blinding
I will always have an eye
For you.
excerpts from the notes i held