Have you ever miss something so much? Not a person, just some particular things.
Like the sound of the first rain in November, and the scent it brings when it hits the ground,
the smell of cold coffee in the morning, to end the night and start the day, a perfect rebound,
the short static between your favorite songs, those you'd sing with that special someone all night long,
or the sound your fingers make when you type, writing sentences your lips couldn't form,
as the whole world stop for awhile, making your weak heart strong.
the smell of cold coffee in the morning, to end the night and start the day, a perfect rebound,
the short static between your favorite songs, those you'd sing with that special someone all night long,
or the sound your fingers make when you type, writing sentences your lips couldn't form,
as the whole world stop for awhile, making your weak heart strong.
