I lay in my bed, staring at the ceiling
our memory lingers inside my mind
still, I can't shake this feeling
After a couple of glasses, I let down my guard
We promised each other to run far, far away
To a castle in the clouds
The touch of your warm hand, asking me to stay
It seems it's just a memory today
Yet, I'd do it all over again

By Mia Stenbro

02/22