The skies have been crying all day since you left.
and I’ve just been eating and sleeping.
I miss you dumb dumb.
The skies have been crying all day since you left.
and I’ve just been eating and sleeping.
I miss you dumb dumb.
My poem for the week:
Western wind, when wilt thou blow?
The small rain down can rain.
Christ, that my love were in my arms,
And I be in my bed again.