AGAIN
You are the last drink I never should drunk.
You are the habit I can’t seem to kick.
You are the train I never should have caught.
You are the party that makes me feel my age.
Like a car crash I can see but I just can’t avoid.
Like a plane I’ve been told I never should board.
Like a film that’s so bad but I’ve gotta stay til the end.
That last night from my summer, I knew it wasn’t a good idea to give you my mail or my name, like I did with every person I met during my trip, I just gave it to the worst of all… I think this is the last post about this past months
