#eunorio

Filosofamentos (???) de final de ano e começo de fim de carreira romântica.

(E já que não tenho outro local para escrever, vai aqui mesmo!)

TL;DR;

I don't know what you smoke or what countries you've been to if you speak any other languages other than your own but I'd like to meet you I don't know if you drive if you love the ground beneath you I don't know if you write letters or panic on the phone still I'd like to call you all the same, if you want to, I am game.

I don't know if you can swim or if the sea has any draw for you if you're better in the morning or when the sun goes down I'd like to talk to you I don't know if you can dance if the thought ever occurred to you if you eat what you've been given or push it round your plate still I'd like to cook for you all the same, I would want to, I am game.

If you walk my way and I could keep my head we could creep away in the dark or maybe not, we could shoot it down anyway.

I don't know if you read novels or the magazines if you love the hand that feeds you I assume that your heart's been bruised I know I'd like to know you You don't know if I can draw at all or what records I am into if I sleep like a spoon or rarely at all or maybe you would do? maybe you would do

If I walk your way I will keep my head we will feel our way through the dark though I don't know you I think that I would do I don't fall easy at all

Essa letra da Lisa Hannigan resume TUDO que estou passando nesse fim de ano. Mas me convenci finalmente que o que vem fácil demais, sempre foge mais rápido. Então por medidas preventivas coronárias, ficarei quietinha em meu lugar e pararei com o Stalker-mode-on em que estava a pouco tempo atrás.