Nights are getting cold
What’s your problem he asked me while we were getting back home
you should practice more he said
I know but my mind, thought…
what thoughts? What’s your problem
nothing…..
nothing, there’s nothing - no way out
luckily those missions makes me feel good
does it make you feel like a soldier? ha asked
I wanted to reply “it makes me feel alive” but I just nodded
I’d like everything to disappear, everything that is against me - but us and us just us for a while
you do not make me feel like a soldier
you do make me feel alive
we roll - along the streets, under the stars - in the dark, our darkness
I want you
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