i’m feeling especially tender and sad today
it might just be the weather
something about crispy blue and puffy white…
am i missing you, missing this beautiful earthly view?
or am i just missing you?
the sounds of spring just don’t sit right
it’s not like this all time
and it’s less and less the case
but on this gorgeous April morning
when the shoulds of life are calling me
i just want to bury my head in your grave