Lost Bird

To all the things I never got to experience with you

To the love we held for each other

To the path moving forward

I hope we bump back into each other crow

It’s a long journey

The path once help two crows

Hopeful crows

A storm came and the crows could no longer find each other

But their presence still lingeries in the path up ahead

Why do I feel like your looking for me the same way I’m looking for you..

I really wish I never painted you in the blues that held me down

I wish I trusted your love was pure and not spiteful

I wish I didn’t put my insecurities into hate