I guess this is it

Camden ME

Description

I’m listening to the words I introduced you to and I’m trying to find hidden meaning in the fact that I can’t tell us apart, and trying not to look too deeply into the sense of ownership I feel. There’s a promise of a green pasture somewhere for me soon, and I wish I didn’t feel like I had to take it. I wish that your fire wasn’t being dulled by a sense of honor, Or that’s what I tell myself at least. I know our flash in the pan is long over, I just wish I could’ve kissed your skin goodbye. You know where to find me, should you seek the same closure. Figure it out.