The creak of an empty swing -
Reminds me that you are gone
I reach out in vain to touch the contours of you
There’s a river somewhere, and like me -
All in the end will flow into a raging blue sea
Mar 13, 2025
Mar 13, 2025 at 1:38 AM UTC
The creak of an empty swing -
Reminds me that you are gone
I reach out in vain to touch the contours of you
There’s a river somewhere, and like me -
All in the end will flow into a raging blue sea