Leave this all behind (can't sleep, but should)
I missed that, and I'm glad it happened, because things are changing so fast.
(You said, is this it? This is it? Growing up is so depressing. And I had been thinking it all day, and you had been thinking it all day. But you said it just right.)
We should start that commune, because it would be wonderful. Life has no boundaries.
(You said, Yeah, I used to be optimistic.)
Maybe we can take a road trip sometime. Go up to Chicago. There are buses.
(You said, So we graduate and we go to work and we live somewhere away from our families and everyone we care about. We go to work. We get married so we can get divorced. So fucking depressing.)
Or Peru. Or Tibet. How about Tibet.
(I think I understand existentialism now. It's just like that. I was playing the audio book at work (because it keeps me alive) and the adventure story detailed all the little things, the color of the shirts, the length of the hair, every gesture, every flick of the eye. So that it was like some videogame, all overexaggerated details but still incredibly unlifelike and flat. And I thought, and you said, is that it? Maybe this is why Plato came up with forms and why so many of them rejected the sensory world. So empty.)
All those places we'll never go.
(You said, I need a shock, I need to fall head over heels, whether it's something I do or it's someone I meet. (Like the pads they use to restart your heart. I'm looking for one. But these boys are all so nonexistant. You must have it right. It's got to be in nuclear war. *grin*))
But I promise, I'll come visit you. Because you're what makes my. heart. beat. in. sync.
(You said, is this it? This is it? Growing up is so depressing. And I had been thinking it all day, and you had been thinking it all day. But you said it just right.)
We should start that commune, because it would be wonderful. Life has no boundaries.
(You said, Yeah, I used to be optimistic.)
Maybe we can take a road trip sometime. Go up to Chicago. There are buses.
(You said, So we graduate and we go to work and we live somewhere away from our families and everyone we care about. We go to work. We get married so we can get divorced. So fucking depressing.)
Or Peru. Or Tibet. How about Tibet.
(I think I understand existentialism now. It's just like that. I was playing the audio book at work (because it keeps me alive) and the adventure story detailed all the little things, the color of the shirts, the length of the hair, every gesture, every flick of the eye. So that it was like some videogame, all overexaggerated details but still incredibly unlifelike and flat. And I thought, and you said, is that it? Maybe this is why Plato came up with forms and why so many of them rejected the sensory world. So empty.)
All those places we'll never go.
(You said, I need a shock, I need to fall head over heels, whether it's something I do or it's someone I meet. (Like the pads they use to restart your heart. I'm looking for one. But these boys are all so nonexistant. You must have it right. It's got to be in nuclear war. *grin*))
But I promise, I'll come visit you. Because you're what makes my. heart. beat. in. sync.