give me a word, i will give you a poem

 Daydream delusion
Limousine Eyelash
Oh, baby with your pretty face
Drop a tear in my wineglass
Look at those big eyes
See what you mean to me
Sweet cakes and milkshakes
I am a delusion angel
I am a fantasy parade
I want you to know what I think
Don’t want you to guess anymore
You have no idea where I came from
We have no idea where we’re going
Launched in life
Like branches in the river
Flowing downstream
Caught in the current
I’ll carry you. You’ll carry me
That’s how it could be
Don’t you know me?
Don’t you know me by now?


From the movie, Before Sunrise...

12:56 AM | | 2 Comments  

:(

And there is no excuse for not talking to your friends
They are not dead are they.
But despite all that,
Could I have a memory?
Let’s say there can be romance too when it rains and you are all alone in the street with just a flaming hope inside.
Can we write this first and then go and see. 

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