how sad is it that I can't remember what makes me happy?
I can barely remember my own name half the time, let alone how I felt maybe a week ago maybe a month ago maybe yesterday. Stuck in now, waiting for then to catch up. I'll wait this lifetime and maybe the next. There is a lot of uncertainty here.
Oh obviously I'm not the right one for you.
Icy water is where I need to be. old fingers meet young hands. new friends meet old strangers.
ties break and I am caught in the inbetween, oh god please save me now
