Konrad
kites
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Woke up with a panic attack, and I prayed you might come back to me.
But I know itâs all a part of my fantasy.
Itâs hard to fall in love with somebody who thinks itâs just another meal, another page in a magazine.
After breakfast I took a hike. Through the park where we used to fly kites. I fed our Squirrel he asked me âhow are you?â
Itâs hard to fall in love. With somebody whoâs in love with drugs. Itâs so predictable like a rerun.
After supper I went to bed, dreaming things I never had. Dreams without you and without you.
Kites. Our love was higher than kites.