I was restricted, unable to claim it, threshed, eating wine. It seems indifferent, it feels like it landed, it’s ever confusing.
It’s a damn joke.
How could it be more.
And you died, and I soared, it was hell to the god coast.
We live differently. We have different realities.
But love is a similar color. Love is a game.
I never believed. I kept faith.
Hustling all night. Reality of half-knots.
I wish you excellence. I wish you success.
We move quickly. They’ll be another.
Off the terror science, off the naked memory, too much power.
I was in love, it meant nothing, to charge life.
I wish her well. Let her live this life.
