do everything at the eleventh hour
to impress you maybe
honey, just to let you know
just to let you know
i'm alive.

walk in the rain with
a shadow of a smile &
avoid the hands that
try to shake mine
& gosh i am crazy about you

every bitter conversation, laugh
it only seems to press me
into the floor.
into the feeling.

the earthquake of my affections as i realise
that time has a way of passing,
it always does
i don't know how.
((i passed you by the teahouse. i don't know how. the red book between my hands is screaming out for your attention.))

extravagant measures, plans
oh i keep imagining that i'll
be introduced, say 'au revoir'.

it's over. it hurts.
third, fourth, fifth chances
i'll give you more.

absinthe; straight up
else i'm drunk from the sound.