But I'm feeling the pain of all these bags in the way
And I'm thinking you're just gonna run away
And I can't catch you
Oh, I want to catch you
[sixpence none the richer]

nagging and a bit narcissistic Q of the day

Why do you want the moon when you can get the brightest star around?

a rushed rush

let's fly
hit the sky line
of swirls and curls
of grass and wine

of beads, daisies, smokes,
of alcohol and jokes
of butterflies, your smile, my frown
whichever--stay, don't let me drown.

step 1 in stupidity

Infatuated.

Just because of one smile.

Stupid.