I always wanted to write about the sunset, the rain, the
coffee and you
But I only saw the sunset behind these walls of routines
I hid whenever the rain came, afraid to get soaked
I don’t even like coffee that much
And you, will you ever read my writing?
But I only saw the sunset behind these walls of routines
I hid whenever the rain came, afraid to get soaked
I don’t even like coffee that much
And you, will you ever read my writing?
