3000 miles away.
jumping on a trampoline
you found an old photograph of yourself,
it mightve been you; i dont know.your face was all scribbled out
well you were little.
and you said it was at a beach.
nono you said, and i quote
somewhere at a beach far far away from time here.
you went onto explaining how we are not far away in time
because we are both here, right now.
but we are far away in space,
because im on the other side of the world.
typing words on your typewriter
like you were playing a piano.
like you were playing a piano.
you were typianowriting on too much wine.
which to you and me
looks blue and green.
that wine.
almost makes you think it wasnt wine at all.
perhaps someone spiked our drinks.
well.. you found a loophole in metaphysical space-time
by theorising a hypothetical point of existence,
existing neither in this string of space, or time
just so we could be together
.you always say that when youre drunk you know
Devious Comments
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writing is my way to s p e a k
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i know how you feel, id fave a load of journals if i could. im glad you like this one
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writing is my way to s p e a k
its good because i dont really like alot of things i do
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writing is my way to s p e a k
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