Am I just chasing the clouds? Or shall it be like Napoleon's love, Tried everything I did, Unsure I am due to my confidence, Still she refuses to take me in.
I'm changing faces everyday, Lucky I am for not being Picasso, As he would have spread tantalizing colours for his love, Moving on I'm unsure, Hoping on I'm starting to lose it, Destined to be doomed and deserted, I still can't seem to comprehend.
Life's a wheel, Only mine's stopped rolling, Once it was at the bottom.
I wish I was in Connecticut I want to hold something close and feel
for once i feel stable in my life but these bricks shoes are entirely too heavy I don't mind the feeling of floating the breeze may batter and abuse me but someday my seed will root maybe Connecticut is fertile
We laugh and sleep and zone into our screens someday we will do this again my perspective can change I'll look over your shoulder you can kiss mine I'll stop reading you memes you can't see
Your height is a number I want you to surpass my idea of you
Can we get married yet? I want to show you all the things I create Let's create something small and full of life our eyes our hearts our bodies we can blend
i really need some quality time with my pizza and pillow