I think I’d feel a little less crappy today if

I want to be sat in the Spider House Café in Austin, Texas.
I want to be wearing a hooded top because the evening
Has just started to edge on and I get a little chill but it’s
Such a pleasure to be sat outside at the old metal table
With friends that I’m not going to go in on account of anything
I want the light, hazy, 7am, talk about bats, talk about punks
Make plans outside for later that night, end the night back
Where it’s starting. Fairy lights and 90s music, iced tea on
The patio and yeah I’m lonely but
I can hold it off so long as I imagine that you could be there
With me seeing this place that you never got chance to.