Broad Street Line subway Local Southbound
Typing on my phone:
Sh/ rufht therfc on mt works Gfsyv how do i know what to do O I have no confidence today Somedays I do But I can't control it So I can't do anything Where did it go? Can I
I'm just writing this to make it look Like I'm doing something so that I Don't look like I'm just standing here Like an idiot She hasn't even opened her mouth And neither have I. She doesn't even know if she'd like How it sounds. I've only looked at her once, I've seen Her enough. I know she's staring into Me right now, type faster or maybe Slower, type normal speed normal Does anyone actually Type this much without fucking pausing Jesus christ you maniac you fuck end it Here and i don't know what to do after this.
I think I paused enough, I can go back now To this very important message to this very Important person in my life who cares about Me just as much as I care about them, So much so that I am now writing them a novel, with just Two fingers, christ just for them, a novel. now puase Again
Freckles! freckles all over oh god! freckles and more Freckles I knew she was covered in them like The night you fuck fuck she must know I'm a sucker for freckles she's either in love With me or this pole beside me her eyes Are inside me now why does it hurt so
She must have taken all my confidence Jesus this woman
What else can I do now? between typing And not typing I can't look over at her She is only ever looking straight at Me and I can't afford to fall in love Right now I'm getting out of this city Soon I'm leaving this life and everyone In it goddammit I don't want to but I don't want to stay either fucking shit Fucker fuck fucking who needs any other Words I can't do anything I'm fucked And so is she.
Maybe I should walk around all day With a mask on so no one can even Pretend and no one will hurt themselves Or me yes a nice mask I don't like this One I have now
City hall is coming soon And I will transfer she probably Will at least get off there too And maybe she'll go the same Way I do too oh fuck
Should I now do that Which I now know knew no Nothing can do I have not Tried words I have paper And a thought popped into Me and a pen and I could I could just write down my name And number and just fucking Hand it to her as I get off oh fuck Or should I write down on the Paper to her a love poem That just says Fuck off, please?
Neither I'll just stand here like this and watch the lights pass by and blur everything
Again here I am Again again again Not a single ride In this funny thing Lets me be
Soon all will be memories Soon to be wanted Yearned for more than Nostalgia I want this No matter what I tell you This is all I need
Maybe one more glance
This is all I need.