♥
It's your birthday
Today
So I sent you a flower bouquet
And I laughed
At myself
A cliché of living in a movie
Romance like in the movies
An hour and a bit from Tel Aviv
Givat Halfon
White night
When is the day after tomorrow
I'm tired
I miss you
And I'm sick of the smell
I find in my pocket
A snack for Sig
You sent a video of him barking
I drove straight into the mud
Just not to hear or see
The street, the routine
They're already in the day after tomorrow
And it's scary
To remember
How I swallowed the lie
That someone
Cares for me too
I could sleep peacefully then
How I found comfort
In the earth that shook
It feels strange
I don't fall asleep
I'll wake up the day after tomorrow
I went with good reasons
I don't remember most of them anymore
And I try not to hate
But the love is already dead
There's a dead end at the end
I don't feel anything anymore
Another gray day
A white night
Until the day after tomorrow
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