We’re trying to be normal,
to do what lovers do,
to enjoy
each other’s company,
to whisper
words of seduction
and ignore the primal urge
to hunt.
We’re trying to be like them,
the humans,
whose mortal lives,
we should not envy.
We have forever,
but eternity lacks purpose.
We could make love today,
but what would we do tomorrow?
An infinite line of days,
stacked in weeks,
months,
years.
Each hour that passes
only reminds us
that I will always be thirsty,
she will always be hungry,
and we will never be normal.
~Drake
to do what lovers do,
to enjoy
each other’s company,
to whisper
words of seduction
and ignore the primal urge
to hunt.
We’re trying to be like them,
the humans,
whose mortal lives,
we should not envy.
We have forever,
but eternity lacks purpose.
We could make love today,
but what would we do tomorrow?
An infinite line of days,
stacked in weeks,
months,
years.
Each hour that passes
only reminds us
that I will always be thirsty,
she will always be hungry,
and we will never be normal.
~Drake