The fall doesn't scare me beyond the ground
Beyond the surface of the world
"No hugs can reach you"
"Who would want to ma**age your soul?"
"Who cares about your anguish?"
"Oh, you're a poet? How precious"
The revolver is soothing me
The click-clacking sound is her way of saying "I'm doing this because I love you'
The magazine that has been slid in is like her hands already ma**aging my back and scalp
The pulled trigger is like her lips sliding down my chest down to my penis
Should I cry? I feel I should, but I can't
d**h to me is what I live for
She's the only one who really is excited to meet me
I should have my suit ready
"What's her favourite scent? Mr Min?
Where is the venue?
How will we meet?
What are we gonna talk about?
will we laugh?
Will we argue?
Will we hate each other?
Will we love each other?"
I don't know, but I'd love to meet her