old union

i’ve been pretty trusting with my heart in the past
so much so that it usually doesn’t ever last
long enough for the season to change
sure it might sound pretty strange
but what can i do

but you
you sit
wearing my old sweater
looking outside
at the changing weather
well i tried

i’ve been turning these young gears of mine
waiting for someone to come wine and dine
but no one ever comes around
it just keeps putting me down
but who are you now

as you
you look
towards the sky
admire the stars
as i say goodbye
to that love of ours


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