Today I feel like ****
Tomorrow will be the same
Unless he calls me again
Everyday would be the same
He won’t call me again
I should get on a plane
Alone again
With my main cause
To gain
An insight of pain
Now my plane has took off
And he is long before gone
Will I find him around the pond?
Gazing at the ground
With bright blue eyes
Looking so wise
Will he be nice
Or should I get the ice?