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I think I really liked that Mexican guy.
What can I say I tried my best.
It’s hard for me to touch someone.
Out of the blue.
Feels like being greedy. Needy. Touchy.

Unless it happens randomly.
You and me we are both lonely,
said my sister.
My sister sister.
Where is she? Miss her.
Miss my best friend.
Miss Munich.
The cold and the green.

When summer kicks in
and you live in Brussels
and life is a pain
then life is a pain.

But the difference between you and me is
you have a girlfriend
and I don’t.