i think I’ve seen this film before and i didn’t like the ending
12:05 AMit starts - always - with an inkling
that she tries to fight
silent minutes that pass while she counts
a handful of words, strung together but still broken
restlessness that she smothers with smiles
the peace in his eyes, the warmth of his arms
laughter trickling roundly like mercury
all the things that she thought were enough
she ends up asking when things changed
and why the cold she runs away from keeps coming back
alone in cafes with bright lights and white tiles
late nights typing away numbers that mean nothing
driving mindlessly through roads dimly lit, wondering
how much time she has until the clock strikes twelve
the lyrics of his favourite artist ringing in her ears
I bet these memories
Follow you around”
