we are, we are, we are-
"... the sun here shines"
"& I did"
"The loss of you is not to blame"
Ideally We were meant to fall in love With the colors of the summer sky & the sound of the singing sun. Instead, We ensnare ourselves In the shades of loveless fiction- allowing ourselves to be enticed by the pretense of adoration. It's difficult, but at least attempt to remember that People disappoint Places don't.
You kissed m e...