8 February 2013
I sang happy birthday to a guy I envied
I realised I had met a punk who flipped off the camera
I sat next to him and disgusted him with my burp
I had this guy hanging off the cliff
And he had me melting in his hands
Eventually
We spread apart
Like molecules
Like empty components
Searching for more atoms
To combine and contract
To seek and interact
You could say I fell heavily
Heavily for years
The opposite of months
He was just a moving shot
Easy to catch, hard to let go
Reminiscent • Opuss № I