all scenery was grey
cheeks and pink noses
carrying the color
windshield wiper rhythms
passing dark bare branches
"you are my chicago"
not sure what that means
a friend that one day leaves
or the boy of my dreams..
Feb 4
Feb 4, 2026 at 4:38 PM UTC
all scenery was grey
cheeks and pink noses
carrying the color
windshield wiper rhythms
passing dark bare branches
"you are my chicago"
not sure what that means
a friend that one day leaves
or the boy of my dreams..
