my starbucks drink for the summer. :)
no amount of coffee no amount of crying,
no amount of whisky no amount of wine, no no no no no.
breakfast reminds me of your scrambled eggs.
coffee reminds me you never drank them.
lunch reminds me of our picnics with your salmon sandwiches.
drinks remind me I barely paid for them.
sweets remind me you didn’t like them but loved whip cream.
food reminds me we had so many more meals we promised to have together.
now, only eating keeps my mind off of you.
raindrops keep falling on my head
its just like the guy whose feet are too big for his bed
nothing seem to fit
those raindrops keep falling on my head, they keep falling
when the sky stops grieving…will this puddled road lead me to happiness?
i sometimes dont know why i keep up with this mess but i guess if i let go then it will all fall apart. so that keeps me going. at least for now.
“no worries. hoes over bros” -brooke davis
storm like its meant to be, or storm like it was never meant to happen.


