Story: False Hope It was always in the back of my mind A suspicion, I couldn’t leave behind It whispered to me at 2 in the night When her side of the room suddenly filled with light Her phone, was always so damn bright But at the time it wasn’t worth the fight We have…
It was the month of May, it was a rainy day Hiding beneath her umbrella, with a smile on her face Staring at the sky, as if the rain was out of place All alone in an empty field, looking at nothing but rain Without a word being said, I understood she was in pain…
Maybe it’s the clouds that dance in the sky Maybe it’s the wind, that if you listen close seems to cry It could be the whispers of the people who were here before me The awkward glances they throw, as if they hate me All of that, makes it feel like home without the walls…