I just want your love to know me Rain passes with the season's change I think I know the route to my train But of my friend's I can not say the same To be indifferent is to not exist With all of my being I long to exist To disappear For my head not to stir Nostalgia's a drug But it seems like a blur A trip I will not remember And yet these nerves again begin to stir Acceptance which I've yet to earn
Nostalgic Memories
J.K.
[2018]











