one night about two years ago i fell asleep in a coffee shop.
I woke up on her being so kind and sincere ... I continued to pretend to be asleep and she got even kinder ... In ways she hardly ever makes me witness.
Sometimes, and currently, i miss this kindness ... This sincerity ... I wish i could just see that what i hear is true ... Or feel the warmth of it move around in my vains ...
If that's the normal nature of things then my god nature is cruel ...
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Oh please tell him he's not alone?
When I mean turkey, butter, green fags and jam sliced on between our toes.
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