No
Yes
Maybe
No
Why are you even thinking about it
Why are you still thinking about it
If you have to tell yourself that you’re happy
Are you really happy
Do you really need convincing
Is it really that bad, are you really going for it, tell me something
This plane is about to land and once it does we won’t have another chance so what’s it going to be
Are we really just a clump of particles coincidentally cluttered together in the grand scheme of the universe
If the particles of my hand happen to come in contact with the particles of your hand is that going to set off some kind of alarm in your head that says we’re bound for disaster
Are you going to question the futility of attraction again
You need everything to go according to plan but this isn’t a simulated scenario that you picked up from an out-dated book about battle strategies
The terrorists in your head are about to detonate a car bomb in your self-confidence and leave you in doubt and fear and create an exagerated but exhausting need to be defensive
Lets be two countries in conflict, because we’re covertly inseparable.
