Notes to You

And you placed our pictures

As I tore ours down

I'm yelling at stars

For claiming what I found

Thought it was you

I thought it was

I found myself craving your love

Even conditioned, for me's enough

Sitting here mourning, what I fear to lose

I don't see a future- without you

You still placed our pictures

As I tore ours down

Then yelled at the stars

They won't hear a sound

Thought it was you

Thought it was you

You showed me how to love

Then I dwelled in hate

Though the past holds us

You were great