Post Love

There's gonna be a day I don't text back Call it what you want, know thats the consequences when you got something real and you cant reciprocate it back. That's the truth for you, I guess there you have it Your key is on the kitchen table you hate me right? boo whoo I guess that's the final verdict No more sunshine seeping through my venetian blinds Not a second longer will I confuse you in a sentence ending with mine You were once my sunshine maybe even my moon A goddess of my world, Rare beautiful butterfly coming out a cocoon No more smiles and giggles come from that song No longer I can consider that house my home