The Retort

You are where the sun
goes down

Forgot your way back
home

For so long, not taking
promises back

I’ll visit you before I go

I’ll put our picture on my
wall

And anywhere I go

I turn around and see
your face

I’ll put two roses on your
rock

And anywhere I go, I’m
getting closer to your
grave

When you left, rain was
knocking on my door

Wind was singing your
best song

It seemed like, I have
nowhere to belong

I promised you it won’t
be long