chicago

i sit and wait for you to relate, i could demonstrate or elaborate on how it seems like you're a ghost of someone that i cared for most.

the windy city took our flame and extinguished all of what remained. i hear the winters there are harsh, but it can't compare to the ice on our hearts. beneath the stars of downs and sheets my eyes drip dry, then close, then sleep. but then the warmth of sun breaks through, and i wake up still dreaming i'm wrapped up in you.