My mind was pretty out of it at this hour
My inner moral was kicking in
My inner schoolgirl loaded of ‘Not doing drugs’ started parading in my mind
“You don’t smoke?”
I’m already hooked on chocolate
I’m already in need for another shot
I’m already suffering of OCD
“Tell me something about yourself”
If I did you would know me If I did we would run out of conversation
If I did you would run away
“Örebro”
That’s my city
That’s where I live
That’s me
“Ladies first”
You go first
You tell me
You
“What about you?”
The lights from the moving vehicle came closer
It was my call
To leave
I left with the hope of seeing you again
“I’ll find you”
Photo: ”The Lovers” by Rene Magritte, 1928
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