I went back and wished I hadn't. I went back and felt regret

i didnt stop holding my breath

even now.

the time they give you.

hook you up to an oxygen mask

i still held it because i was afraid.

i will continue to do so

i dont know when it will be safe to breath a little.

suuuuuuchhhh a long way away

the cold day in july.

but it seems so close.

i keep feeling like im trying to get ready.

prepare

but i dont know what for.

im already doubting myself and im already doubting you.

"ill write, ill sing, telegraph, telegram, telephone, im tellin you"

i dont believe you.

its ok, dienu.

"you once talked to me about love"

i understand.

im glad you do things like that.

i do it all the time

i dont learn from any of my mistakes.

i dont think i even like being happy

or else i would let myself be.

i just hopehopehopehope you never do that to me.

im just going to go away.

youll never catch me.