It rained
I said goodbye
I noticed the red rims of your eyes
Turning away
I bought flowers and tore away rye with my teeth
And drove down the avoided road
Looping around to scare away sadness.
I found more happiness in this
Stomachache I slept away
Than the vine-wrapped walls where I presumed
Happiness lived.
May 24, 2012
May 24, 2012 at 4:38 PM UTC
It rained
I said goodbye
I noticed the red rims of your eyes
Turning away
I bought flowers and tore away rye with my teeth
And drove down the avoided road
Looping around to scare away sadness.
I found more happiness in this
Stomachache I slept away
Than the vine-wrapped walls where I presumed
Happiness lived.
