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cento e cinquenta

is it wrong?
[ part ii ]

is it wrong?
is it wrong?
is it wrong?
is it wrong?

is it fucking wrong?

that i still sit
and daydream
over all our
promises we made?

god no,
sorry,
that's not
what i meant.
fuck,
just how did
i get so messed up?

my thoughts
are such a
fucking mess.
a complete
and utter wreck
in my head.

let's do this again.

is it wrong
that i still
have these
wishes of
what we
could have
been doing
with each
other?

no i don't like that either.
let me turn down my music,
maybe then i'll think clearer.
then again,
when have i thought clearly
since that night we ended?

is it wrong
that i still stand
in my bathroom,
brushing my teeth,
staring at myself in
the mirror, wondering,
- wishing*
actually -
that we were still together,
that there was still an
us?

is it wrong
that i still have this
wishful thinking,
- hopeful wishing*
actually,
since it sounds more fitting -
for all these little
dreams and promises
we had
to come true.

i don't think i like that either.

goddamnit.

is it wrong,
- is it bloody wrong! -
that i just keep getting
lost in these dazes, hopelessly
wishing for that future we dreamed
up together to come true?

is it wrong
that i wish for
the swings on the ocean date to come true,
the dirty whispers promised in my ear to come true?
is it wrong
that i wish for
even the littlest of things we talked about
to come true? to come alive?

is it wrong?

n° 150