another day
always another day coming always an old day behind. Will it rain? Nah... Will it snow? Maybe.
I lost myself somewhere in between my love by the rain and the fascination with blue skies and white side walks.
Today I'm lost inside my memories. No new love, no new muse to help me have epiphanic days. Same old routine, same old smiles in the same old faces...
Today I ice skated for the first time! Will I remember it a few years from now? was that important?
What do I know...
I lost myself somewhere in between my love by the rain and the fascination with blue skies and white side walks.
Today I'm lost inside my memories. No new love, no new muse to help me have epiphanic days. Same old routine, same old smiles in the same old faces...
Today I ice skated for the first time! Will I remember it a few years from now? was that important?
What do I know...