those things I like to do.

I like drinking tea by the afternoon,

I like smoking cigarrettes while I'm reading,

I like the smell of the ground when it's raining,

I like the heaven of september

I love the wind of february,

I can tell you that I spend a lot of my time imagining the pale skin of your dollhands

I would love more if I see you,

but by now I'm fine and I'll be,

only per knowing that one day I'll finally meet you.