17 hours

17 hours


Let me stare into my tea
And write 17000 songs, 7 million lines

Bout the 17 hours we shared
Count your 7 cigarettes
One just lit by my lips

Love my 3 cups of tea,

Devour them even slowlier in remembrance

(again hating your tatoos,

still idolizing, wanting to get your sun

you said i should get one on my shoulder

I'd scar myself forever just to have a safe

response from you)

No eyes could stare so deeply
So honest, sad and full of fever

"maybe another time we'll get to know each other"

maybe another time

another 17 hours