josephine: seven years older, was caught off guard when you asked me to come over. not really sure what we were hanging out for, i heard you talking in the hall so i listened through the door just trying to get a grasp on the etiquette. if you keep touching my knee should i kiss you on the lips? never really played with fire like you, im like some building burning down, i feel me coming unglued.
oh i really want to be the one who gets to know you better than anyone else, it beats talking to myself. or is that selfish? i dont want to sound too helpless or demented, i cant help it.
kept trying to talk but you were getting caught up, you admit that you probably shouldnt have smoked that much. she says “can we just lie here and find a way to kill some time here?” you started coming and reminisce about the past, i could see it your eyes, i could tell you want it back. she says “ he used to call me ‘baby’, now he just thinks im crazy and all i want is a moment with someone where i dont have to be anything for anyone, but myself........its like we all build our own hell’s...”
oh i really want to be the one who gets to know you better than anyone else, it beats talking to myself. or is that selfish? i dont want to sound too helpless or demented, i cant help it.
so foolish, i was so tamed. how you called, and i came, have you ever ran at something head first, and then crawled away?