Everything that happened earlier today seems like a million years ago and the only proof keeping me from thinking I was dreaming the whole first half of the day is that my hair is still short.
But I saw you,, and I haven't seen you since last May...
And there was a reason for that. I didn't want to be reminded of that anymore, even though...we used to have such incredible times together.

I feel like I'm a fly , going around and around a lamp even though it'll kill me.
And then when I finally forget you, you pop up out of nowhere, and I realize how stupid forgetting you is. As useless as a poet working in a bank