May 2017
The sun hides from the city today
It is cold and the skies weep
As I wept on the car ride home
I shouldn't have been driving
Considering I couldn't see clearly
The city's lost its colour without you here
It is cold and the skies weep
As I wept on the car ride home
I shouldn't have been driving
Considering I couldn't see clearly
The city's lost its colour without you here
The morning after he left. I guess I was a fool to think he would be coming back to me. finally a goodbye. closure. Maybe final.
