Texts (512) by Young Austin

Honey is nice

Leave his voice on my answering machine

Fear that his heart will break and sound empty inside

I’m afraid of myself, of starting my bullshit again

Like I’m high and there is no one in the cockpit

Only in my free fall

If I leave, they will pretend to be surprised

So many things I can’t tell you

Yet I have kept all your secrets

Last text

I’m sorry honey

I hate you as much as I love you

It is alarming

We hate each other yes, even when we have sex

More

You know anger and love go so well together

You have let me down so many times

I shoot alone in the center

To forget that you are so far away

Till now

Honey is nice

Leave his voice on my answering machine

Fear that his heart will break and sound empty inside

I’m afraid of myself, of starting my bullshit again

Like I’m high and there is no one in the cockpit

Only in my free fall

If I leave, they will pretend to be surprised