stare at nothing (kind of days)
It feels like one of those lay back-and-stare-at-nothing kind of days. Yes, you're all that I've ever desired. Although, I am leaving around 11 or so to go grab my friends C and Sora from their house two towns over, to take them to lunch and shopping. I really don't even think I should be leaving the house, or spending my money. The house is a mess, and I am slowly running short on that fifty dollar paycheck I got last Friday.
There's another body In my bed, besides my own. And she is curling to a dream and whispering things that I shouldn't hear, I think. I vaguely remember a history book, or a documentary about a war. That lasted for years, simply because one guy, took another guy's wife. It makes me smile, and I think to myself, that is the kind of love I want. But I would never tell my old history teacher that.
There's another body In my bed, besides my own. And she is curling to a dream and whispering things that I shouldn't hear, I think. I vaguely remember a history book, or a documentary about a war. That lasted for years, simply because one guy, took another guy's wife. It makes me smile, and I think to myself, that is the kind of love I want. But I would never tell my old history teacher that.