I saw your constellations,
they remind me of my own.
Yet there's still a hesitation,
when I ask to take you home.
You say I waste your time,
with all my simple crimes.
Darling, please wait here,
as I burn our rearview mirrors.
I loved you through the storm,
and now the curtains are torn.
You loved me through the storm,
and now this house is forborne.
Mar 27, 2015
Mar 27, 2015 at 11:25 PM UTC
I saw your constellations,
they remind me of my own.
Yet there's still a hesitation,
when I ask to take you home.
You say I waste your time,
with all my simple crimes.
Darling, please wait here,
as I burn our rearview mirrors.
I loved you through the storm,
and now the curtains are torn.
You loved me through the storm,
and now this house is forborne.
