sunshine and empty yellow sky, laughter echoing till cheeks turn red,
the town that screamed home
no longer suffices me
You're no longer here
the streets don't scream home
anymore.
in this ephemeral waves
we've only connections that stay,
and thus,
the sidewalk still has our footprints left.
Nov 24, 2020
Nov 24, 2020 at 11:30 AM UTC
sunshine and empty yellow sky, laughter echoing till cheeks turn red,
the town that screamed home
no longer suffices me
You're no longer here
the streets don't scream home
anymore.
in this ephemeral waves
we've only connections that stay,
and thus,
the sidewalk still has our footprints left.
