"i read bad poetry
into your machine
i save your messages
just to hear your voice
you always listen carefully
to awkward rhymes
you always say your name,
like i wouldn’t know it’s you…"
into your machine
i save your messages
just to hear your voice
you always listen carefully
to awkward rhymes
you always say your name,
like i wouldn’t know it’s you…"
(rem, at my most beautiful)