once more, with feeling.
the house is quiet but my mind is even more abadoned right now. my body is tossing and turning but my heart is running a fucking marathon. i can't even settle down to dream about you. if you thought the silence was killer than baby you haven't seen anything yet. i have enough angst that i could fill a swimming pool with it and drown myself.
i can be your ghost and you can be my monster. we can haunt each others thoughts and keep each other awake at night. i'll spill my secrets if you promise to help me mop them up. i can be your nostalgia queen and we can rule over our kingdom of wishful-thinking together.
my Christmas lights are up all year long but there's rarely occasion to actually turn them on. i'm always swooning/lusting/crushing but all i ever get in return is runny mascara and buckets of regret. someday i'll look back on this all and laugh (like you are now) but in the meantime i'm just doing this to stay alive.
xo
i can be your ghost and you can be my monster. we can haunt each others thoughts and keep each other awake at night. i'll spill my secrets if you promise to help me mop them up. i can be your nostalgia queen and we can rule over our kingdom of wishful-thinking together.
my Christmas lights are up all year long but there's rarely occasion to actually turn them on. i'm always swooning/lusting/crushing but all i ever get in return is runny mascara and buckets of regret. someday i'll look back on this all and laugh (like you are now) but in the meantime i'm just doing this to stay alive.
xo