johnnyfive

sometimes i think of my ex in bjork terms...
our debut was at post and lasted until verspertine. we were violently happy but still thought there was more to life than this. she would be crying, i would wear headphones. then one day, i thought, it's oh so quiet. so she ended up a batchelorette and i was so broken, thinking 5 years until i go humble. now i know that it's human behaviour to be immature; i've seen it all. and as i think of an ehco, a stain, i know that it's not up to you to undo or unravel my cocoon. i am safe in my hidden place and once i'm strong enough, i'll be a hunter and people will say, you've been flirting again. possibly maybe?