I Did Not Come Late
I arrived too late to be your first love,Out of time and out of reach,I know not how I got here,You’ve had not just a first and second,But a third,…
A Storm I Saw Coming
Thunder is a sign of rainBlood is a sign of wounds Promises you never keptWere sign that you weren’t mine But hope is fiercely stubbornShe clung to me, beggingWhispering that…