Set me free.
Leave me be.
My thoughts are polluted of our longevity.
I can't see.
What's in front of me.
Because I'm constantly floating toward her memory.
It drives me crazy to think that you're not here with me.
I fall apart and fall into total depravity.
It floats to me.
Through a gentle breeze.
Like she lovingly, pulled me in.
Just like gravity.