You know

So,
Yea,
You’re right,
I threw up when you left,
Opening the window,
The smell…
Yea I threw up.
Think I’ve fallen for the wrong
Future,
‘Cos Im standing in my own vomit,
Calling you,
Smiling,
Laughing,
Forgetting,
Wanting to see you,
Guess I better get used to throwing up.
No thing more unusual than life, Love and their miseries,
I mean mysteries.

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