Joanne Chang

I wonder if you’ll ever hear this.

Friction creates fire and so we ran. 

Lucky for you, ignorance is bliss.

This is my journey, I understand. 

 

Friction creates fire and so we ran. 

Our memories often leave me upset. 

This is my journey, I understand. 

Some things I wish I could forget.

 

Our memories often leave me upset. 

Has our time apart changed anything? 

Some things I wish I could forget. 

I don’t hate you. Hate is a scary thing. 

 

Has our time apart changed anything? 

Lucky for you, ignorance is bliss. 

I don’t hate you. Hate is a scary thing. 

I wonder if you’ll ever hear this.