Space...
The only thing
Between these arms which ache.
Rain...
The only falling thing
In this loveless town.
Time...
Like every passing sight
Which was meant to be felt.
And pride...
For the only thing in your life
Worth tearing down.
These are the things always abound.
Jun 26, 2018
Jun 26, 2018 at 8:58 PM UTC
Space...
The only thing
Between these arms which ache.
Rain...
The only falling thing
In this loveless town.
Time...
Like every passing sight
Which was meant to be felt.
And pride...
For the only thing in your life
Worth tearing down.
These are the things always abound.
