Days, Sadly

Sadly my days go On to whomever has the next low? Where have my days gone? Perhaps in a fools eyes I was once here forever Will you comfort me? Be with me, as your thoughts hug this letter Cold water wishing, lonesome shrugs I’ll never miss this weather Black buttons The kisses that hiss from your sweater Across from reality Fallen to my stubborn acts pf bliss Upon my cupboard My notepad lacks the common flaws we miss Off in a smitten fortress Our summer means, beam hidden The colder it gets as we lead May Lost and in-depth, I need say I wonder if my days go home On to whomever has the next low? Where have my days gone? Here lately, sadly my days go