Common Thoughts: Manako

God is probably just minding his own business.

I saw him,
his eyes were flat like the sea when the air is suffocating.
At night, shining, black.
What's his name?
I'll call him Yohei.

I guess I'm the only idiot in the world that thought that.

When I walk I don't know what to do with my hands.
Should I keep them still? It would look strange,
but when I realise I sway swaying feels unnatural.

If God can see everything he must have seen some weird shit.
That's why he just minds his own business.
I would too.

Je Te Veux

Si tu as compris ma détresse:

Arrêtez, chère amoureuse.

Si tu as compris mon désarroi:

S'il vous plaît, cesse.

Don't raise my hopes with such foul play,

your constant praise that makes me ripple.

Don't leave me in such disarray,

with sweet words you think so simple.

Don't speak to me with that sweet voice

that you speak with to all these people,

because my I cannot handle the joys,

and such lies shall leave me crippled.

I cannot hide I am a fool,

and playfully flirt or laugh,

when you dare call me beautiful

and call her too, so unabashed.

Do you call someone else so charming?

Or are your compliments only mine?

I find your manner quite disarming,

and want to hear it all the time.

I know now the stomach was lies,

for my chest is the nest of butterflies.

Je te veux.

Cutlery Waltz

I ask you, fill up my heart.

As a teacup, to the brim.

Camomille, rooibos, chai,

Just two sugars and no milk.

I want to fill up my heart,

but all I do is burn my tongue.

My premonition is, perchance,

that I feel things so out of tone?

I want you to fill up my heart.

I want to fill my heart with you.

But when you link your hand and mine

I feel so sick it all will spew.

I want you to fill up my heart,

but I'm no cup, held by no saucer.

And if it were to be filled up,
it all would spill and spell disaster.

– - Lapinon, non. - –