thought (blank)

so what if i did visit you at your house

you might’ve imagined it too

(in a tumblr reverie)

the furniture won’t be disturbed

we’d have a bit of chit-chat in the living room

then it’s straight to your bed

the silence of pillow cases

the empathy of burning windows

je suis toujours unfaithful

you fix your hair up with a hairpin

not a word said

avant or après

ma vie a bien changé depuis

i gathered enough resolve

to fuck up my life yet again

let’s pretend we’re bunny rabbits

let’s do it all day long

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