god told me one time, that he'd let me into heaven when I'm done

"I wrote a song about you,"

"Seriously!!??!! What is it about??"

He wrote a song? About me? Wow,
because he's not good with words, he's not good with feelings...

"yeah,"

"Well, what's it about? Can I hear it?"

"no, you can't hear it"

"What! Why not? Come on, what's it about??"

"Well, it's about missing you"

"What is that supposed to mean? I'm right here"

"Yeah, you're right here, right now. You're always gone, always at work, always planning ways to get yourself across the world. We both know that you're not around a lot Em, it's about missing you."

fuck.