How’s life? I miss you dearly.
The colds coming but i’ve been in December all summer
and I haven’t been sleeping, been more like day dreaming.
Your birthday passes and I always go to call.
I see your shadows in the most specific places.
You’re hidden in my playlists and the loss of yours.
I look for you in the night skies.
Out to IO and back.
Cosmically at will.
I miss your tan skin, you’re sweet smile,
So good to me, so right.
Yet I still packed my things and left that night.
If we loved again I swear id love you right.
Like Saturn losing its rings I guess its inevitable
But as a flame, it burns and I just can’t take my hand away.