why can't it be differnet and passionate and someone to die for.
Why can't i fight for someone, kiss someone when the waves roar around us, sink into someone.
Why can't i fucking get something special.
I'm too young to hate my life this passionately. I will fall in love over a cup of coffee or worse, over a drink and kiss and make love, under the covers, lights off. I will marry a person of the opposite sex in a beautiful church and get two childs and ruin everything i ever wanted to be.
My life won't even be like a sequel of an absolutely beautiful movie. My life gets the rewievs "Not so good performance" "I drank a whole bottle of wine" and two two and a half stars. "Utterly boring." But still it gets watched again and again and the sequel is me being tired and hating my partner and then dying in the hospital bed.
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This was written between 3 and 4 am on the night i couldn't sleep. I decided not to edit it at all.
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