in times like this – when i want to tell you a story, something, maybe every detail of today – where should i go?
i shouldn't – in all sense of the phrase – make it to you. i shouldn't. but this is it.
this is the snow from the road i managed to shovel aside;
this is the coffee i never intended on spilling (maybe i did want it to happen, deep inside of me there was an urge – maybe once, twice, multiple times);
these are the words i tried to stop from spewing.
so if you're reading this, i'm sorry – i expected this, though i never intended to – i miss you.
Nov 7, 2019
Nov 7, 2019 at 12:40 PM UTC
in times like this – when i want to tell you a story, something, maybe every detail of today – where should i go?
i shouldn't – in all sense of the phrase – make it to you. i shouldn't. but this is it.
this is the snow from the road i managed to shovel aside;
this is the coffee i never intended on spilling (maybe i did want it to happen, deep inside of me there was an urge – maybe once, twice, multiple times);
these are the words i tried to stop from spewing.
so if you're reading this, i'm sorry – i expected this, though i never intended to – i miss you.
