I hate referring to the times we spent together as "memories" Because that reminds me that
I don't want to glance up at the stars and wish for you to come back home.
Because that makes me realize that you'll never come back. you're gone forever
Let us return to the fields of daisy, where you'd lay your lips on mine as the sun glows in your eyes
Let us return to the evening summer beaches, where the two of us stare at the rolling navy waves and then into each others' eyes
Let us return to the rain on your windowpane. You laying me on your shoulder because I was scared of thunder
but let's not return to winter. because I can't stand hearing the sirens and I can't stand seeing you get dragged into some ambulance as your chest bleeds
I can't stand waiting in the emergency room I can't stand crying as the doctor comes in I can't stand watching you die!
darling, I love you. Can you hear me from above? I love you.
could you come back?
all those seasons yet the one with you doesn't seem to be coming along
please come back
I don't want to miss you. But I miss you.