9/25/2021 make me blue, leave me herethe middle of June feels like forever ago.
I wish I knew then what you’d become to me, I would have braced myself to set you free. the summer sunsets painted your skin gold, but I knew you’d leave me once the air turned cold. I can already see it, tempted to call you up overflowing with thoughts of you I’ll never let go of. but you would hate that woman, drunk and in love. over a drink I’ll remember you, how you disappeared into thin air, how you made me blue and just left me there. Comments are closed.
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