rooftops

I’m back to rooftops; not because I’m over you, but because I’m trying to move on. And damn it’s high up here, it’s the 24th floor and eyes closed, I do see your face.

I’m back to rooftops because even up here where the lightning strikes closer, even up here when I lie next to him, I still feel low.

I’m back because you found me when I lost myself, but now I’m drowning in an even more extensive┬ásense of lost ever since I lost you.

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