And I can't ask you questions here:
Why do you sad? What was unclear?
Why did you hide your loud look?
What questions were misunderstood?

And, in the end, it's something wrong.
I can't deny it for so long.  
This interval that stands between  
Reminds me: Girl, you're just eighteen.

And I might cross all ******* lines,
And I don't care about these rights.
We both not stupid, you're not a child.  
It's time to stop blowminded fights.

And I'll ask: what hurts so much?  
Was our meeting just a touch?  
How many times did you regret,
That I'm not yours, that it's the end?

My shadow never leaves your head,
Because you lost and you regret.  
Because the things you try forget
Keep circling round you, but I left.
You hate this windy ****** storm,
And you survive it all alone.
And silence is your only home,
But you still don't delete my phone.
I never pushed you, never harm.
But in your head I'm false alarms.
Stop ruining things that you're drawn.
Or end it all right here and now.

Your mom called back and said: "My baby, there's nothing good,
She's very young for you, i know you think she's kinda cute.
She's too reckless, boy. Please, hear your ma, it's an absurd.
And for my son i want a wifey girl, not someone rude.
I have few girls for you, a pretty ones, it is for sure.
They have blue eyes, slim bodies, blondy hair and no issues.
They want to meet u, badly. Now, please hide that lovefool look.
Just don't tell me she can do something they can't do."

вс, 12 янв. 2025 г., 19:35

Thoughts begin to crumbles in slow,  
Rolling down into shards right onto the floor.
Blood mixed with a strangely bitter liqueur.  
And now I feel like I'm not afraid to fall anymore.  
Do you hear this strange consonance of those words,
The softness of the velveteen fabric on these old cushions...?  
Do you think I'll feel better with another love dose?  
As I hold my poor heart, boy, keep your eyes closed.
It beats in my hands so desperately that it hurts,
It is eager to dance this silently burning waltz,
Under the rain of birds singing cheerful funeral songs  
I suffocated myself with a line that I was so afraid to cross.