They hauled off the t-bird today.
The poem I’ve been writing… it was so good, and it meant so much as I was compiling it together and I had it nearly finished until just now.
Now.. it doesn’t mean anything. In a single instant, it’s rubbish.
Sad to see you go but I love to watch you leave, haha. I know you’re reading this, but you don’t have to anymore.
Things can change from here on.
Be happy, be yourself. Til next time.