Create a day
There's eight little tiny feelings running running around here and there...I'm not the one to bring it up however I will. You keep trying trying to forget her I keep trying trying to act like she never existed anyway. No exit this time. I'm standing out in the wind and I'm fine just fine just you're crazy lover on the phone you can't even understand it's long distance. I'm at home all at home. You turn circles and here we are again in the middle of a beach and I find that I have no use for the sand any way.