Fights by Kori | Written 2/2/2017
I let numbers rule my life.
When did I get so old?
When did I accept strife?
When did my life cease being gold?
We fight from my room to the car,
a lit cigarette for my clean lungs.
The start of a rocky friendship.
At a dirty bar,
we speak in foreign tongue,
and plan a faraway trip.
Inspired by Dark Paradise by Lana Del Rey.