the sky looked like
a fish bowl
this morning
when
you told me
you were
leaving
I tried to mind,
really—
I did
but that sky.
you could swim
in it.
Jun 12, 2011
Jun 12, 2011 at 6:13 PM UTC
the sky looked like
a fish bowl
this morning
when
you told me
you were
leaving
I tried to mind,
really—
I did
but that sky.
you could swim
in it.