By faith
Date: 23 October 2000
inanity (is that even a word?)
we sit eating lunch
you talking about the end of the world
and me eating chips and smiling
because even when you sound like you're crazy
like you might lose your mind at any minute
you're beautiful
it's so funny
because you're just crazy about me
and i'm just crazy about you
and we just sit around making no sense
and i marvel at how beautiful
how beautiful you are
drunk on my own inanity
(is that even a word?)
and feeling like a helium balloon
like there are two options
to shrivel up and sink or to float away
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