We'll spend tomorrow in separate places,
So here is my tonight's goodbye
The next day is going to seem like ages,
I am uncertain of how I can survive
We have our sweetest moments tonight,
As I lay in your embrace
Then you go at the next moment,
On the night before Valentine's Day
YOU ARE READING
Residuum
RomanceEventually, the future becomes the present, the present becomes the past, and the past becomes memories. These memories become hazy and dissipate over time. But back when these memories were the present, the emotions I felt formed words, and these...
