Feb 2016
Baby boy, baby girl.
Dreams of a future I'm not sure of.
Maybe there will be a wedding,
then what would I say?
It's always going to be this way
with me.
Consistently unsure of me
and even more so of you.
Sadness and rain drops and tea
go together like milk and coffee
in me.
Dreams of a future I'm not sure of.
Maybe there will be a wedding,
then what would I say?
It's always going to be this way
with me.
Consistently unsure of me
and even more so of you.
Sadness and rain drops and tea
go together like milk and coffee
in me.
To one of my ex boyfriends. Wrote it while we were still together, and he told me he loved me/wanted to marry me one day.
