A Love Letter

Oh sweet nothing, I really miss you Just putting one foot on the table, or two If I could just sink in to this sofa and stew Oh sweet nothing, I do so miss you What if you could see me now? Running in circles like a professional greyhound You’d not know me, life’s so loud Oh sweet nothing, if you could see me now. Dolce Far Neinte, I appreciate you the most Once taken for granted, now as abstract as a ghost. Just one small taste, of not making haste I just need some space to slow down with grace. Oh sweet nothing, I will always remember Time to myself, to douse the embers My goal will be to have a peaceful September, Wish me luck, sweet nothing, and we’ll be together