365 58

day fifty eight

 

There's reason to believe

Maybe this year will be better than the last.

I can't remember all the times I tried to tell myself

To hold on to these moments as they pass.

 

And it's been so long since I've seen the ocean, I guess I should.

And if you think I can be forgiven, I wish you would.

 

Counting Crows - A Long December

Done