I thought about you this morning.
While the sky turned to blue.
I wondered what you were doing.
And about those things you might do.
And I wondered if you
ever thought about me
in that favorable way.
I watched the sun cover
the trees with a golden haze.
That's how the memories
keep coming.
And how love breaks through.
And how with me not really knowing
I start thinking of you.
But you can become your past
when dancing with every wrong.
Just like the sun we move on.
No fair the well. No sweet goodbye.
We make the best
of what is left of our lives.
Still.
I thought about you this morning.
Jun 22, 2019
Jun 22, 2019 at 10:30 AM UTC
I thought about you this morning.
While the sky turned to blue.
I wondered what you were doing.
And about those things you might do.
And I wondered if you
ever thought about me
in that favorable way.
I watched the sun cover
the trees with a golden haze.
That's how the memories
keep coming.
And how love breaks through.
And how with me not really knowing
I start thinking of you.
But you can become your past
when dancing with every wrong.
Just like the sun we move on.
No fair the well. No sweet goodbye.
We make the best
of what is left of our lives.
Still.
I thought about you this morning.