S A T x.

Every girl just wants to
know
that the elusive love of our lives
is thinking of us.
Laying in a separate bed
however many miles away,
wishing for us.
But
life doesn't work that way.
It’s not always
love-letters and
romantic fights that lead to
2am make up sessions.
There are no pebbles tapping
melodies onto our
windows, no beautiful mates staying
up all night to practice
our song
on their guitars.
Life is rough and cruel, tender and
bruised music notes in the morning,
tears singing us to sleep.
Life isn't a movie.