in fifteen minutes you will be here,
so we are going to exchange some old exhausted love,
I wish I would be pregnant, that would be brand new love
Maybe you don’t want to kiss me because of your flu
I don’t fucking mind give me the kiss I dream last night
but there is something between your skin, the morning light
and mi idea of love
please let’s not think about the future or your depression this time,
let‘s pretend we don’t care,
our death is imminent anyway