You understand me:
you
Promise
I didn't think I'd miss her,that much.I want to fill this
new
frame but it's empty.Tried to write a letter in ink.It's
been
getting better,I think. I got a piece of paper but it's
empty.
Maybe we're trying ,trying too hard. Maybe we're
torn
apart and the timing. Is beating our hearts. We're
empty.
And I even wonder,If we. Should be getting
under,These
sheets.We could lie in this bed but it's empty.It's
empty

