I feel ugh
I want butterflies in my stomach
Total heart shattering sadness would be perfected over my current state of numbness
I am lukewarm green tea
An empty room at a perfect 72.4°F
I'm sitting on a bench waiting for a train that isn't on the schedule
This numbness is almost comfortable
But this is nothing nearly as wonderful as Pink Floyd
This is a shoe box of nothing but tissue paper
This is a wick without wax