the night came into stay while you made other plans.

you are the sun gone down...

[you are the sky].

you are the moon rushed around.

.........you are goodbye.

fall back.

i'm not handling this as good as i thought i could.

the days go too fast.

Waiting on this all to happen is killing me the most.

It's so hard to cherish the days when you know what's coming.

My pretending days are over.