out the window.

from the inside looking out,
it's hard to realize whats it all about.
it's blurry through the window,
with dirty smudges on the pane,
i glance at you and wonder,
do you feel the same?
i take two steps back, after one toward the door,
cuz i cant think of much to say anymore.
ive run out of feelings, and run out of words.
i just look out the window, and leave you to the birds.
i shouldnt fret this time; cuz this isnt anything new.
the only difference now though, is that im letting you
be you.

♥ ERATO

location: cypress library.
inspiration: feelings of distant nostalgia.