Standing under a night sky
Straining my eyes to find Orion's belt
What will tomorrow do to us?
Our pasts become loving memories
And I can't remember the last time I was embraced
A world where he exists is a world where I erased him
I'm swimming in a familiar body of water
But keep drowning every few hours
My friends and I love the open sky
Yet can't stay in the light for too long
Waiting for the sun to touch the mountains
And come out out to play
There's nothing quite like the summer heat
With my beloved and future mystery
Nov 30, 2015
Nov 30, 2015 at 6:12 PM UTC
Standing under a night sky
Straining my eyes to find Orion's belt
What will tomorrow do to us?
Our pasts become loving memories
And I can't remember the last time I was embraced
A world where he exists is a world where I erased him
I'm swimming in a familiar body of water
But keep drowning every few hours
My friends and I love the open sky
Yet can't stay in the light for too long
Waiting for the sun to touch the mountains
And come out out to play
There's nothing quite like the summer heat
With my beloved and future mystery
