Random Poetry
So I was going through my old journals and I remembered this. I wrote this ages ago. It seemed incomplete at the time, and I thought I'd get back to it later. I never did, and now I kinda like it this way. all I associate with you Formula 1 pit stops and tattered Marvel comics stained with last night's anchovy pizza the rising and setting of the sun every day flowing and ebbing around you and the sound of your voice Malaysian supermodels and Eminem rapping about Haylie to this indifferent world. Waking up alone and wondering if it'll ever be different someday