Everyone asks about you;

Me, I just tell them that that when
the mix tape drops, it'll answer itself:

“But when you left, I stopped to reflect,
stopped to repent
Stopped to drop every extent of my descent
So maybe you'd see the better person I present
Maybe someday my love will make you content
And maybe someday I'll make a fucking dent


In this wall between us that seems to go on forever
But I'll never stop trying, ever,
cuz I never was lying
When I spared every breathe in my lung
Just telling myself to hold my tongue”.....


Jonathan Gitsy Durham