Because when I see you. I want to Choke you. The Need to Hold you just goes away. and I desecrate your belongings because you're half a nation away and I'm licking my fingers at the end of destruction. I burn your shit, and I send the ashes packing. I fold your memories and stuff them in a box and send them into the ocean. to sink and drown. but then when I see the chocolate you're hiding I eat it. because it tastes so damn good. I call the lifeguards, the marine, the water patrol, and the bay police to launch submarines to the bottom of the ocean to get these memories back. and I turn back all the clocks in the world to un-burn your stuff. and I take it to you and leave it on your door steps. I open the box of memories and they slip into my head. I smile. and I'm on a sugar high. and I owe all this money to ocean-services, just because you left me chocolate. which you didn't. but fuck am I craving chocolate right now. Hi Christina, I miss you(:
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