det var att komma fram till london bar och inte se
ett ansikte man kände igen, bara baren.
jag går fram till baren och väntar på min tur
och sen, bara sådär
omfamnar han mig
och allt annat försvann.
two days, three days
on friday my mother and I will be goin back to Spain.
this last month I've had the time of my life.
first, from spain to holland with my love.
walks in the parks, cozy mornings and evenings on the sofa.
late mornings with alot of coffee, late evenings with alot of tea.
beer and bubblewine.
then, the spontanity took me to oslo, to my sister.
lattes, lattes, lattes.
wine, stores and trains.
astrid lindgren.
then, a bus took me to lysekil, my hometown.
heartbeats. my grandmother. my mother.
hurricanes and beers.
gothenburg.
lattes, lattes, lattes.
dance, dance, dance.
so like I said, the time of my life
and on saturday I will feel complete again.
this last month I've had the time of my life.
first, from spain to holland with my love.
walks in the parks, cozy mornings and evenings on the sofa.
late mornings with alot of coffee, late evenings with alot of tea.
beer and bubblewine.
then, the spontanity took me to oslo, to my sister.
lattes, lattes, lattes.
wine, stores and trains.
astrid lindgren.
then, a bus took me to lysekil, my hometown.
heartbeats. my grandmother. my mother.
hurricanes and beers.
gothenburg.
lattes, lattes, lattes.
dance, dance, dance.
so like I said, the time of my life
and on saturday I will feel complete again.
boy, do I love Gothenburg
got back from gothenburg today
after being there since thursday.
I met my beautiful friend Eleonor.
we drank soya lattes, we drank wine
we walked around the streets
met friendly faces
danced to bad electro/dubstep music
drank some more.
watched breakfast at tiffanys,
smoked cigarettes
windy days, windy nights
rain, snow
cozyness
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