پروانهِ روی ماه 𐙚

⟡˖° Looking out the door I see the rain fall upon the funeral mourners Parading in a wake of sad relations As their shoes fill up with water Maybe I am too young To keep good love from going wrong But tonight you're on my mind so You'll never know .. ⊹

⟡˖° So this is it ؛ I say goodbye To this chapter of my ever changing life And there's mistakes The path is long And I'm sure I'll answer for them when I'm gone ⊹