Abstract Series 1: Sunset Seizure

I wish we could be better than this, Wish could grip the sunset right- Wish could keep the butterflies alive… And wish could wish some more!

You asked me the other night- Are we ever going to make it right? Can we be better than this?

Still looking for the lost letters to seek out how- While the sun drips apart- I am still on my hunt… Not stopping, won’t stop!