It's here in the revealing of a window Snow has come early again this year A man says to me on Instagram.
I did what I was supposed to do Knowing your sudden silence was because you Were with her last night I spent a morning dealing with hardships I often walk away from my phone I don't even know why it is that you keep me.
I left before class today My feet soaked through from the snow I think about Beyonce I cried to myself because its at this time At this age Prime Where it seems like someone could or should So fully just choose me.
The truth is I don't actually really want to leave you I don't really see a point in that right now But I do plan to move away Far away from this place I can see the hands of time ticking by Or I think about how I always seem to choose To never be here.