1st May 2013 - 11.30pm)
Like A Piece of String
Nothing has changed except everything has changed
Listen to music alone now
Friday late at night is spent in a cold bed with the same thoughts
Don't pick food for two anymore
Talking about dead academics and inspirations are redundant
No one to watch DVDs with anymore!! How shit!
No need to look forward to dinner made by the domestic
Friends spend time listening while I miss
Waiting for e-mails of feelings to no end
It's over!
These feelings are obsolete
Whilst more aware of the actual space between the ozone layer and I
Empty
Once intwined like a double helix
Now feels so singular like as a piece of string
