I've written you, An informal goodbye, I hope that day doesn't arrive, When you're reading it, And wonder, Why did I not say, All of the...

What do I do with all the information, About your favorite place in the city, When you are not in the city anymore, Or with me, anyway?...

The sky is on fire, With blazing pinks, And ferocious oranges, Blending into the purples, As the sun says another goodbye. The warmth of...

For you didn't know you were leaving something behind. Maybe because you never thought it would be the last time you saw it, Or because...