Do you remember
You used to write me poems
Now you write me off
Do you remember
You used to write me poems
Now you write me off
sometimes agony
is the measure of the love
that we have unlocked
Vibrant green and dull grey
Brings me back to when
I felt more alive
Sometimes I “wake up”
And remember how it felt to really imagine
And really play
I miss who I was back then
But you don’t see time slipping away
It just goes, and one day you’re sitting
On a leather couch
In the office, and
Suddenly remembering that it’s all past..
One day you “wake up”,
And all it took was watching out the window
The vibrant green and dull grey, and
The smell of rain.