When he left
Like a taxi
I just paid
He left, with my heart
Inside his reservoir
The mirrors were clouded
With nicotine and gas
Waiting to rain
I waited for the condensation
So I could cry
But I waved
My goodbye.
-- Eleanor
Feb 22, 2020
Feb 22, 2020 at 9:53 AM UTC
When he left
Like a taxi
I just paid
He left, with my heart
Inside his reservoir
The mirrors were clouded
With nicotine and gas
Waiting to rain
I waited for the condensation
So I could cry
But I waved
My goodbye.
-- Eleanor
