i need to stop falling in love with people who i won't talk to somewhere between two days, two months, a year.

Tell me how far I am from your head. Tell me how far you are from loving me.

“Homing pigeon, tell me all” “Why she doesn't love me so?” “Try again for me, just go” “Where did I go wrong?”

Driving away, none to little faith. Stars that will light my face, blades that will cry my death.