caught you knockin' at my cellar door...
All this talk is making me restless, and my eyes have flying hearts in them & my lungs are doing the jitter-bug, ya know? I'm just bouncy, and ready for the next big thing. Ready to be surrounded by strangers, meet new streets, find different sounds, and tastes, and love love love.
I miss you.
I hate that things have become so messy & so shitty for the both of us. It's been all tears & too many beers here. Wish I could report a little more sunshine, but the skies are gray, and my heart is cold.
And I believe that just one kiss from you could cure these blues.