They won’t let us do it. Just because.
And i’m walking down the street, thinking about it. At some point i realise it’s almost a Romeo & Juliet thing, and i laugh alone.
I’m not hurt by their reaction with me – but i’m worn out. And * knows. Maybe that’s why i receive a phone call later on.
I was not feeling lost, but my energy was running in saving mode. Talking with * makes it easier to find my way. We’re so much more than the eyes meet.
I’m tired. But tomorrow is a new day. And we’ll both rise and Shine.