And as you promised that if you didn’t come back, the river would whisper to me about the strength of your kiss - and about you, about us.
I am thinking it’s a sign
That the freckles in our eyes
Are mirror images and when we kiss
They’re perfectly aligned
I’m in a really shitty mood. You know, every morning I wake up feeling really good, feeling like I’m ready to take on the day, like, I don’t know, I wanna fucking say good morning to strangers, shit I usually hate. But then, without fail, something happens at the yogurt shop that really just fucks my shit up, just ruins my whole day.