As I stand under the darkened skyI think about how you said goodbyeAs if you'd come right back to meI think about how you never returnedAbout how I wa..
Late at night I wake to the sound of thunderAs I look out the window, I feel as if I could see usSitting in our old rooms togetherI was so afraid back..
Okay, this writing is going through... construction? you could say... I have to fix it up and rewrite... so, wish me luck in trying to fix it up...
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