I know I'm not the only traveler who hasn't repaid their dept. I've been searching for a path to follow again, what the hell am I supposed to do? I can't tell myself not to ride along with you. Take me back to the night you came. I can't hold onto the ghost of you. Your eyes were filled with tears.
YOU ARE READING
My Dear Melancholy,
PoezjaI'm sorry love I'm running home, I'm a child of the sun and the stars I love