But sometimes I miss your stupid face, and your taste
And your smoking gun
Le Diable probablement (1977) - Robert Bresson
Qui est-ce donc qui s’amuse à tourner l’humanité en dérision ? Oui, qui est-ce qui nous manœuvre en douce ?
in my garden, you laid down on the grass
it left a bed in your shape.
itll stay with me for as long as i live.
i was never that special to you,
you might have forgot you were here at all.
But im still here, im still cold
despite the fresh air, despite the warm sun
some people have such beautiful thoughts it's like they have flowers in their head and all i do is complain and be jealous. im so cruel it leaves no space for anything beautiful within me
I didnt feel very whimsical or creative today. its okay, tomorrow will be better
my friend told me i remind him of her a while back and i think of her alot
btw i really did say i love you when you had to go