• wordsplayer 6w


    I'm sure we were looking
    up at the same moon
    last night, enamored with
    how beautiful it was,
    and enjoying the crisp fall air.
    It doesn't matter what happens
    or how broken I am;
    it doesn't matter that you're gone
    and you're not coming back.
    Nobody will ever compare
    and I will love you from here.