[december]
december please
please
don’t show your face
august
you were supposed to be
my salvation
now I’m counting on you
september,
hoping,waiting,wishing
doubting
heartache, heart break
I’m not ready for you yet
can we call a truce?
it’s all been buried
alive
what a concept
these months I look
expecting to see you there
but ,wait
it is only thin air.
