blurring the lines between real and fake
i begin to wonder what life feels like looking through your eyes
my photos above your wall street desk
your hair always perfectly combed to one side
i feel like i don’t know you at all
like a specimen
i looked at you for so long
and it all still seems somehow foreign and familiar
the way you move around your room after a day of work
putting everything back in its exact place
like it never happened in the first place
Feb 28, 2018
Feb 28, 2018 at 11:49 AM UTC
blurring the lines between real and fake
i begin to wonder what life feels like looking through your eyes
my photos above your wall street desk
your hair always perfectly combed to one side
i feel like i don’t know you at all
like a specimen
i looked at you for so long
and it all still seems somehow foreign and familiar
the way you move around your room after a day of work
putting everything back in its exact place
like it never happened in the first place
