#YearningEchoes
Letter to Miss D

Gently the leaves are fading
Signs' fresh , nothing's changing
The void is there somehow old
And it still got me feeling cold
I'm trying to desist
Talking with a therapist
To get you off my mind
To let you drift off with the wind

Somehow it aches
And it's hard to let go
My heart still aches
But I've gotta let go
It's hard to try
It kills,wish I know why

Gently the sun is...