Kinda relieving to say it here. Write it here.
Of course I confuse those two. I always have.
I'm listening to Leonard Cohen and Jeff Buckley and checking my phone occasionally.
I have it bad. Or at the very least I have it.
What have is? What it is?
I don't struggle for breath any more. There's so much space in this room. It's constant floating.
On repeat: You left some stars in my belly.
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