I see you in your car
-your air, your hair, your stare.
I feel you in your street
- your feet, your beat, your cheat.
I hear you in your room -
- your steps, your regrets, your sex.
How can I express,
overwhelmed by your presence?
That.
I'm.
Lonely.
hope u weren't that lonely in freiburg. and hope u don't have to listen to ur neighbours having sex too often...
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