when the radio play the last seventeen seconds of your favorite song,
when you wake up in the morning with no memory of your night,
when you step in something wet on the kitchen floor in your socks,
when send a really good tweet that has six different grammar errors,
when you try to write a poem and can only remember my own carnivorous syllables,
think of me.
Feb 24, 2015
Feb 24, 2015 at 7:58 PM UTC
when the radio play the last seventeen seconds of your favorite song,
when you wake up in the morning with no memory of your night,
when you step in something wet on the kitchen floor in your socks,
when send a really good tweet that has six different grammar errors,
when you try to write a poem and can only remember my own carnivorous syllables,
think of me.
