This room has so many windows, too many windows. I've sat and watched the trees framed to fade outside. I hope the seasons treat you well, I hope the seasons treat you kind As kind as I never was, as comforting as I never could be.
I saw two fake long stemmed roses on the windshield of a car. September come please take this heart away.
All of these windows bring in the cold air. I hope you have a coat to keep you warm. Warmer than those last times we spoke, Warmer than the last words we said
I'm sure the wind blows gently on you now, I hope that nothing will ever remind you of me.
Glue that faded photo on a worn out journal page, It reads "September come, please take this heart away".