Same Four Walls

It's different here New furniture in new places Nothing is attached to you My mind no longer thinks of you in this space It's different when I lay in bed now My four walls whisper your memory instead Love Notes, J. Saunders


Every time I'm with you I can hear your heart beating just a little bit louder We most definitely weren't meant to last but we met whatever we are I'm sure as hell never going to forget us J. Saunders