Apr 2022
Old friends fade like sun-filled days
And last no longer than the rain
Which turns to winters waste above
And yet
I grow like trees
Even when I don't want to
And see them go below
To death
Where these memories and away friends go
Into the un, "I do not know" them
And last no longer than the rain
Which turns to winters waste above
And yet
I grow like trees
Even when I don't want to
And see them go below
To death
Where these memories and away friends go
Into the un, "I do not know" them
This is me, saying goodbye to a friend who passed away. And also getting rid of some toxic memories.
RIP Alex.
RIP Alex.
