3 am again

hey were the fuck was this part of my life in the god damned contract

the part where i'm neither fullfilled nor empty

a complete piece in an empty space

dirty pool water never washing away for real

i should've drowned when i had the chance

i should've not mistaken kindness with interestest

i should've not done everything i did but

fuck it

i learnt my lesson i guess

seven storeys

i woke up in the ceiling.

i was watching you from above repeat the feeling.

i could've made a movie out of us,

i swear i could've thrown the best curve

with every secret move you held in stack,

i woke up and i couldn't believe it.

i'm out of myself when they say i'm out to chase.

i should not be patient, oh i should be brave.

can anyone understand

that this is all i have and all i need?

it's not a long lost feeling

in the cupboard

next to the sink?

it's a memory and a hope,

it's hope, god damn it,

hope that one day things will be better for the two of us.

together, alone,

i don't care.

for the time being

and after everything i pulled through

you fade out wouldn't really mean an ending.

i can see through the glass now and i'm no longer waiting for my next move.

i'll stay quiet.

open, still, sticky eyelashes.

when you decide, i'll open my heart.

i'm wait for my time to come.