My parents still ask about you
And I roll my eyes
And pretend I never think about you
but every time it rains
you reappear in my mind
It brings me back to the day you left
When the clouds cried along
And the sky turned pale as my skin
On the fridgid June day
I don't know how to feel
angry or sad
and I'm still as confused as I was back then
Mar 29, 2014
Mar 29, 2014 at 11:15 PM UTC
My parents still ask about you
And I roll my eyes
And pretend I never think about you
but every time it rains
you reappear in my mind
It brings me back to the day you left
When the clouds cried along
And the sky turned pale as my skin
On the fridgid June day
I don't know how to feel
angry or sad
and I'm still as confused as I was back then
Thanks for 10,000 reads.
