I want to sing to you, my love

my only love and happiness
don't be so blue, so blue my love
this too shall pass

My dad's old typewriter in the box with the stickers, like my laptop with its stickers. It's the same and different, like we're the same but different and we're all the same but different. Objective I watch myself be a fool, always a fool. So critical, playing games and smiling, smiling, smiling. Go so abstract maybe nobody will understand. Hope they will but hide my secrets between words that mean nothing.

but tell me, what have I done to deserve you?
must have done something cause that's how it works
must have been kind to kittens and birds,
in a previous life must have thought happy thoughts

Bubbles flew out of a fountain as I drank coffee with a hangover, make believe I am grown. Spent so long pretending, grasping at things to identify what makes me. Tick the boxes of personality. Take the quiz, what kind of a friend are you? If you were a colour what would it be?

cause there, you were there right beside me
then somehow inside me while inside myself
books on the shelf thoughts on the shelf
hands to myself, I should definitely keep my hands to myself

Politics, I did not understand the words but I knew the tone and it swept everything away in a passion of action. I want to run away, always run away. Take my hand and we'll fly away. What are you so afraid of when I'm around? In a mess of high school tactics I made a den of indifference. Pull up a seat you're safe here.

But love is a dangerous pastime
caught between madness and gladness of flight
nothing is wrong and nothing is right
falling asleep in your arms every night

I have a mask for every occasion. Pretty painted little face. But I am not a complex being, I'm no more special than you. My secret is I am in love. I have been in love for never and ever.

don't be so blue my love
this too shall pass