Essential

And suddenly one piece of myself is gone with you.

And I cry and it's useless and stupid.

I cry. 

I'm stupid. 

I don't fucking care.

But I hate that and so I cry. 

I'm stupid. 

Stroking the cat's hair

'cause it reminds me of yours.

Isn't it stupid? No, it's not.

Maybe it is. So what? 

A utopian week. The hardest awakening ever. 

A wait that again seems to go on forever.

But as Incubus said I know I'll see you again, so let's things just happen and wait for the plane.