Hope in another form but no fewer letters and I’ve been hoping for these past eight years so I’ll just keep on

I’ll keep searching for the meaning of life and I hope I find it as crumpled paper nearish a trash can

The hands of this watch haven’t moved since the last time you did and I’m not sure if I’m ready to hear the ticking

I hope this is postmarked before my death certificate is dat… but you’ll know why if it is or if it isn’t If you get this in time

Just when I get back on my feet you pass on by and I lose my footing Again

I was like a rain cloud over a small garden and dammit if you weren’t that garden so full of flowers that I fell in love

I know that you were there in my dreams and in my arms Every dream we