July 19

You gave me the letter
I guess it was July
You said we'll be better

But I don't know why
I should be so lonely
When I closed my eyes
Imagined you're mine

Sometimes I feel tired
Of my heavy thoughts
Like starting a fire

When we're on the boat
And I'm on my own now
Just wasting my nights
Without you behind

And now it is better
Like you used to say
I found this old letter

With a heart round my name
I see it's so clearly
That you won't believe
I just wanna stay here
With you, my Liv

By Aspen Grove - July 19