and it's you when i look in the mirror
and it's you when i don't pick up the phone...
u-dos
and it's you when i don't pick up the phone...
u-dos
soon. soon it'll be here again. and we'll go through those feelings, and this time, they'll be a little more dilute. a little less sharp and pointy. a little less hurt.
somewhere i read there's magic in loss. i must be full of stardust and wishes...