It’s two past midnight and I sit in my orange place,
The tiniest that I call home,
I share a bathroom.
In this little town, it’s not my own
But that is the beauty in it
That I got to share it with you
Even if at times I didn’t even know.
I walked those streets all alone
And I still do
But now in a different way
Since now you are gone
For good
And I can let go
I have to let go
Finally(?)