Numbers

Numbers – past present future, you, you and you.

I

We love each other
Just in
Monumentally
Different ways
That's okay

Except I would've liked
To be your crescent

II

Love the contradiction
Between SHOULD and WILL
I'm too in love with your existence
(So the indifference killed)

At the end of the day,
The diary entry
Everyone's
Expecting

Oh god can't somebody get us out of this?

(But I guess it's self-inflicted.)

III

I would like to touch your life in some way.

I don't know why.

(And eventually:)

"Stop pushing it honey.
Stop pushing it.
You are a HEROINE
All in yourself."