long lost.
March 24, 2010
You are in a box, on a shelf
but still…
You haunt me from song.
You are entire places.
I am grown. I am changed. I am better
but still…
I miss the way you knew me, little bird.
musings of a west coast girl
You are in a box, on a shelf
but still…
You haunt me from song.
You are entire places.
I am grown. I am changed. I am better
but still…
I miss the way you knew me, little bird.