Wind, cold, water. So much water. It is always so wet in June.
It fell quickly and swiftly. I looked out the window from my seat on the 32 floor in the heart of the city. You could see the cross and it felt dark, gloomy and desolate.
Find it hard to concentrate on the tasks at hand on a day like today. The mind just seems to wander aimlessly, thoughtless thinking of little nothings like the mischief we used to get up to when we were young.
Life seemed much easier then. I wonder if we will ever cross paths again. I wonder if you ever wonder about me. Do I cross your mind? This city seems haunted with the ghosts of relationships past, relationship lost, relationships broken.
It fell quickly and swiftly. I looked out the window from my seat on the 32 floor in the heart of the city. You could see the cross and it felt dark, gloomy and desolate.
Find it hard to concentrate on the tasks at hand on a day like today. The mind just seems to wander aimlessly, thoughtless thinking of little nothings like the mischief we used to get up to when we were young.
Life seemed much easier then. I wonder if we will ever cross paths again. I wonder if you ever wonder about me. Do I cross your mind? This city seems haunted with the ghosts of relationships past, relationship lost, relationships broken.