The steam from my cup warms this rented room. I'm just an unlovely ghost haunting its tomb. Flashing TV screens with the volume off make good company. Reading paperbacks; drinking alcohol; disappearing act. You're fast asleep most nights when I am finally ready to go to sleep and give up on the day
We've got love, and all of its opposites, but we don't have a clue what will happen next. Don't be sad if we pa** like evening light behind evergreens. I'll be always yours because I have been once, for what it's worth
You'll see much more of me than anyone else ever will because darling, if I ever am myself it is not when I'm with anybody else