I haven't been kissed in the rain No one will look after my garden Sophia hasn't had her first day of school I never finished that book I have laundry to fold I didn't tell my mom I love her today Tomorrow might be better
I am not a vessel for pain, My body is not a graveyard, To dig through, To unearth, To search for your losses, If you come to me now, Do not ask me for your past, I have forgotten it, Ask me for tomorrow, Or do not come to me at all.