Aftermathematician

remember you in a black and white a postcard from the ride of my life a desert where you never rain a miracle you could not create what i want from you? nothing i just died to you i want you to shine at least be happy half the time remember you in black and blue a postcard from my ride with you a desert where you never rain a miracle you could not create i went back and found two shells lying on the ground and would you believe one of them looked just like me and walked along our past picked the parts that i liked best