thisguy

"...flowers gaze at you, they're not the only ones - who cry when they see you"
- boston

i can't quite put my thoughts tonight in words coz they keep taking on the shapes of mellow songs. instead -

I need
a hundred cigarettes,
a drink of cold water from somewhere new,
to find out what makes her laugh.

I need something to push against

that will push back just hard enough

to keep me up...