I took the first stick out of its pack,
light it up and began to think back.
The 'hello' we had back then,
in the airport I went.
I took the second stick out of its pack,
light it up and began to think back.
The type of happiness that has gone for long;
as I realized your heart is a place I don't belong.
Anymore.
Sep 4, 2019
Sep 4, 2019 at 2:13 AM UTC
I took the first stick out of its pack,
light it up and began to think back.
The 'hello' we had back then,
in the airport I went.
I took the second stick out of its pack,
light it up and began to think back.
The type of happiness that has gone for long;
as I realized your heart is a place I don't belong.
Anymore.
