.. my hands are sad and my fingers are bitter. I am kind of sleepy from a weekend without sleep, and I think theres alcohol on my breath from last nights party. I saw you over the weekend, you got me a sandwich, I wasnt sure what to say. I mean, I sat all day selling your stuff hoping you'd take a more then a thankful notice to me. You didnt.. I thought then, that night knowing I shouldnt be drinking and yet slamming shots down that you'd notice but when the bartender handed me my 5th shot of tequila, you just looked at me and walked away. People said I looked good, that my hair was cute and my clothes were stylin.. I was offered a shower by one of your girl friends and a midnight seduction of sushi by some famous hacker boy.. I got multible hugs by random people and an 8-ball offer by some guy in philly.. everyone noticed but you.So Theres you and then there is Alice. Somtimes I confuse the two of you in my head, Somtimes when its real late at night I dream of you, and think of him, and how maybe you could be him and he could be you.. somtimes I fall asleep to thoughts of him, but always wake up with thoughts of you.
where are you.
