I still think about you
yeah
I still don't know what to do.
so
I post petty pleading poems
so
I wish upon a bloggy tome.
yeah
I craft my grief in coded hues,
so
I whisper truths the void construes.
so
I whisper truths the void construes.
so
sue me for being hopeless
yeah
I send out words, a call so hopeful.