I sleep alone, but with my pillowI dream a lot, in them, I see you
texting my parter, in my cozy sweater, under the blanketwatching TV, eating a pizza, on the couch, on…
engage in a conversation with mebecause I listenlisten to my wordsbecause they are the truth
hope is a liean excuseit breaks hopesshatters heartsa future it showswhich in this lifemay never be yours
it is okay to cry, it is okay to screamnever should you though, let it stay in
people leave early todayit is already lateto families, loversand reckless parties
it is a season of loveit is not rain but drops of winedo not hide under a building or umbrella…
running down the stairscandle in my handthe sun is shinning brightbut it is dark inside