I wonder if you ever think of eliminating the sadness in beautiful spaces you know I'd adore.

I wonder if you ever will look at me, knowing everything as I do with you.

i dream of us in black and white films
with yellow subtitles
and you telling me simple sentences that pierce
and make all the sense i needed to know

your arms wrapped around my waist
and your chin grazing on my neck

you were supposed to make sense