I could’ve settled down in Paris but the man who came for me took me by the hand and said it was time to leave margaret atwood, she could not stop him virginia woolf, she could not stop him the truth is I wanted to go he is all I know, he is all I know…
I got back home from Paris and he told me what I’d done was wrong and though his speech was rather long I listened like an obedient child the light was coming in through the windows it was a most familiar type of night how I loved every streetlight and I wanted him to kiss me
margaret atwood, she could not stop me virginia woolf, she could not stop me the truth is I wanted to go he is all I know, he is all I know…
sweet, sweet forever I’ll comfort myself in my next life…
he told me that he couldn’t live without me and I told him the same thing too and though we knew it wasn’t true we both knew it wasn’t a lie the light was coming in through the window it was a most familiar type of night how I loved every streetlight and I wanted him to kiss me
margaret atwood, she could not stop me virginia woolf, she could not stop me the truth is I wanted to go he is all I know, he is all I know…
sweet, sweet forever I’ll comfort myself in my next life…