Sep 2018
empty
mornings.
the
thought
of you
hits me
the hardest
that time.
wake up
sit back
stare outside
think
about
you for
a min.
wake up again.
this time
reality.
mornings.
the
thought
of you
hits me
the hardest
that time.
wake up
sit back
stare outside
think
about
you for
a min.
wake up again.
this time
reality.
