for the first time in about two years, I wanted to change the music when I heard fake plastic trees.
maybe it happened because I don't need to say "if I could be who you wanted.."
or because I can't say [and I'm sure I won't] "my fake plastic love"...
All I know is that all those fake plastic things are turning into real this time.
And I know I don't have to worry anymore.
He doesn't look or taste like the real thing.
He IS the real thing.
better late than ever ^^