the error of your spiritl is the reason of my nostalgia

[bitterthought]

if i timed it wrong, then look at all the time that's gone
moving like a silent storm without words until we rise at dawn

you're like a lifeless form not allowing yourself for the love you long.

it's all up to you really. you know it, too. mhm. i can't help you, my child. I also dont intend to.