On Evening With Her
Jul 6, 2020
I’m better by the day, but when the sun dips below the horizon it’s her who I think of, and its her who I miss. I’m very close to my feelings about her when the silence of the night observes me. I wish for just one eternity that she could see what she means to me through the substance that is me. Words don’t reach her the way I feel about her. SHE JUST DOESN’T UNDERSTAND THE EVERYTHING that SHE IS TO ME. The music that plays from the speakers at my bed…
