Indigo

It's funny how a year can come along and change the timeline

I thought the taste of your lips would lay there for a lifetime

Back when we lost all the magic

I would've told you this was tragic

How I carefully reread your letters looking in-between lines

Staring at a pile of ash covered in white lies

It rained down more like snow

Did you freeze out there in the cold, well?

I guess there's just some things that we'll never know, never know

But for the first time, my curious mind