There are 7 continents across the globe with 7.8 billion other people in it, 747.6 million in Europe, 5.7 million in Denmark and then there's us. There’s you and me. No matter how much I decrease the size of the area where I could meet you, what are the chances that I would find you? Is there even a chance at all?
I'll choose only those spontaneous moments Where our hearts fluttered And hurl those scarring events Where our hearts suffered
But maybe it’s better to not know what the real reason is than to know that there’s nothing at all. And so, as I rode this train which reminded me of that day, I’m letting go of my what-ifs and giving up on trying to find the reasons in our break up that has now just become a memory I’d never want to remember again.
I will love you behind the cameras When nobody's looking and it's just us I will love you And only you With not much that I have But with this much that I can
But wouldn't it be great? That the world I grew up with Will it be different from the one I will leave?
I can’t stay still My mind’s running back and forth I’m tossing and turning How long has it been? 5 minutes? 10? An hour?
So love listen, fuck long distance My words will reach you My love will stay true Always love, as long as I can
The ocean may seem scary with all the unpredictability But with you baby I'm sure the ocean will be nothing but lovely
It's maddening to be on my mind Silence and noise, never just one Realization and frustration dancing back and forth each time As dreams and hope are crushed on the ground
It has been a year. A year without holding a pen guilty purely for one reason; writing. And so, as this dreadful year ends, here's to the invisible barrier surrounding my mind ending as well.