Monday, March 23
One of us can't cry.
One of us has to learn to look up.
One of us has to learn to look out.
One of us hasn't been around enough.
One of us hasn't been missing enough.
One of us needs closure.
One of us needs the past to fuck off.
One of us needs to dance like fucking crazy.
One of us cleans up well.
One of us needs to come clean.
One of us is going back to the life she had back then.
One of us screams Independant.
One of us hasn't had enough.
One of us might not make it to the train station, homewards.
I'm used to being the taboo when it comes to being close to someone who is in a relationship with another.
Hell, what the fuck is new with that?
Hell, why the fuck is that an issue in the first place?
Homies before 'hoes, yo.
In case you're too stereotyped to understand,
Friends before lovers, any day.
With Love from KL,
[Look into my window while it fogs up from inside]
One of us is dead.
One of us fell out of love.One of us can't cry.
One of us has to learn to look up.
One of us has to learn to look out.
One of us hasn't been around enough.
One of us hasn't been missing enough.
One of us needs closure.
One of us needs the past to fuck off.
One of us needs to dance like fucking crazy.
One of us cleans up well.
One of us needs to come clean.
One of us is going back to the life she had back then.
One of us screams Independant.
One of us hasn't had enough.
One of us might not make it to the train station, homewards.
I'm used to being the taboo when it comes to being close to someone who is in a relationship with another.
Hell, what the fuck is new with that?
Hell, why the fuck is that an issue in the first place?
Homies before 'hoes, yo.
In case you're too stereotyped to understand,
Friends before lovers, any day.
With Love from KL,
rewind and click playback.
