my radio is quiet.
You will always be my favorite.
Those golden days are nothing but memories now.
in the middle of the wispy green was a canvas.
what once was is no more.
smile when the sun shines on you.
you are so far away.
in these pages you left behind, your lyrics left unfinished, i will write the rest of your song.
you said you would be back. it was a lie. you said you loved me. but you left me behind to die.
my breath comes out like mist, disappearing before my fingers.