The Things We Don't Say
Gemma D. Nashfight for me lyrics heathersheathers summaryhttyd heather
“What is wrong with you, bro?”
"For starters, I just buried my sister," I deadpanned, not looking away from my phone.
“But you’re here, aren’t you? You came here because you wanted to forget. And now, you’re just idling by a corner, doing nothing. You should join the party, man.”
“I don’t want to,” I muttered, turning off my phone and sliding it into my pocket. “I didn’t think that you were going to be here. If I’d known, trust me, this place would have been the last place you would have seen me.”