I miss you. (signed: Hope from nowhere)
I like:
The way a car speeds up
How the wind may whistle
Unimaginably unsafe things
Whispering on a cold night
Warmth that I can not reach
Memories that still can't teach
Yellow cars and blue flavors.
I hate:
The way a car slows down
How the wind is cold
Getting hurt on purpose
Not hearing the others around
Warmth that I can not reach
Memories that still won't teach
Green cars and yellow flavors.
