Eaten By Your Lover

Hey, you.

I'm tired of you. I'm so fucking tired of you. I'm tired of the way we act.

"Yes, everything is fine. Is gotta be alright." 

You told me that, you acted like that.

NO. I couldn't acted like that. Pretends we're friend.

NO.

We aren't friend. We couldn't be friend.

Ever.

You and your stupid smile. Dammit. I miss that smile. I hate that smile. I hate being hater in this game, you know. Things will never be the same between us. Everything is wrong. We are not fucking fine.We are never be fine.

Could you please stop smiling and realize that, huh?

Stop acting like anything was never going wrong.

Because it is wrong.

Stop it, you moron. I'm tired of this stupid faces.

Could you stop it and realize?

Inspired by: French Navy (Camera Obscura)

We came into the story about the moon, the lake, the sun and the sky.
When the sky is blue, the sun is shining through your skin.
You can feels it into your skin and bones.

The wind blows my floral dress, and my heart out too.
The trees whispering to be the one in my hands.
The hands that you'll always hold.
Your white shirtdress reminds me of the way our stories begins.

It's me and you.
Music and books.
Lyrics and words.
Love and hate.
Roses and candies.

The way your eyes staring at me.
Your big brown eyes.
The way you'll always touch your hair, everytime you get nervous about something.
Your crooked smile, when you're trying to be funny.
Damn it. I'll always smile.
Because it's makes you happy.
And it's makes me happy to see you happy.

This is a love story about loves that loving our love.
Isn't weird?
Well, we know that we will always weird.
It's us, right?
How come we'll become so normal?