on one sphere. i can’t believe that you really are gone.
on the other sphere. you really have to be gone.
you’re not this.
you’re not what i need.
you’re not what you said you were or could be or would be.
you have to be nothing now.
i summon the bliss of not knowing you.
but to do so, feels like i would not know myself.
***
somebody – depeche mode
I want somebody who cares
For me passionately
With every thought and
With every breath
Someone who’ll help me see things
In a different light
All the things I detest
I will almost like
I dont want to be tied
To anyones strings
Im carefully trying to steer clear of
Those things
But when Im asleep
I want somebody
Who will put their arms around me
And kiss me tenderly
Though things like this
Make me sick
In a case like this
Ill get away with it