I listen to the songs,
knowing you listen too.
In the dark, I’m not
alone.
Month: July 2020
22.18
Star bright. Dark night. I look for you, searching. But all I see is clouds. All I see is grey.
Monday
Tired, today. I sip my tea. Think of all the could have beens.
Too much milk in the bowl
Another morning,
I eat cereal alone
think of yesterday