If you're like me, you're screwing around online with some Bollywood highlight show playing on the living room TV.
The television stood muted while the stereo played a little man in gray loudly; largely overtaking my thoughts. Drinking coffee to shake off my new addictions to rolling in at four am (thanks to cal-trans road work this time), not knowing how to approach people, strung out to fake I don't want to touch you hugs after the one who laughed at me once gave a better one.
So I was already a little off when I was told how weird it was for me to call.
Maybe I'm a sentimental fool
Maybe I still enjoy the moments together
because they're fun
because you're fun
Maybe weird should be spelled
There is nothing weird or wrong in being friends
as far as I'm concerned.