Even though (......) should


Poison

Had an hour of sleep after almost a whole day of speaking to different people (6, if it matters) till the sky turned bright, about the thing we all crave for the most. Love, lust for love. I need to retreat into a shell, think it all through, have words that speak.

All can be said for now, is to have permission for a good rest before the movie marathon, yet another sleepless night.

(?)

Why a song, endlessly looping, they torment me.