But I still do too

I used to write about you

Used to

But I still do too

I sit the nights

At the train tracks

Waiting for one to take me

Away

To somewhere it rains

Where no one will see

Tears

Away

Forever

Enveloped in

Black Velvet

That played as your lips

Claimed mine

Away

Locked up

In a cold box

Where feelings no longer matter

And no one wants to claim the body

I used to write about you

Used to

But I still do too