I felt unsecured; I still do,
Your home is still here,
Our shadows live through the lights,
In our deep thoughts, we cry, we laugh,
Your home is still here . .
In our lost memories; Hopeless nights,
Beyond the cool breeze
You still breath;
But do I?
May 3, 2019
May 3, 2019 at 9:09 AM UTC
I felt unsecured; I still do,
Your home is still here,
Our shadows live through the lights,
In our deep thoughts, we cry, we laugh,
Your home is still here . .
In our lost memories; Hopeless nights,
Beyond the cool breeze
You still breath;
But do I?
