Burning hours away watching 90's re-runs 'til four o'clock in the morning. I've been so inconsistent and mildly vicious, my nerves have been struck without warning. And this isn't me, I just need to get some sleep

I can't believe you got me so awkwardly talking to myself again in the night by the TV light. I'm staring down picture frame eyes

I keep racking my brain with excuses to help with the passing of time. I was just so resistant to changing or missing my chances to break from the line. If you could only see the hang-ups, the heartbreak, and bang-ups, and bruises on my knuckles tonight. Well, maybe it would change your mind. Maybe I could sleep tonight

I miss the springtime rain from that patio swing where we planned our escape. Silhouettes bounced off the bonfire flames. I miss the springtime rain