End de Useless

Nothing to hold on to
when you're alone,
then you find each other
she heard you're leaving in august
you promise to write,
she's waiting at home
an unanswered call
i want you to know
i'm alright and missing you
too bad i'm stuck here
with words from a note
you sent long ago,
"i'd love you forever"
but i'll be back in november
i know that by then
it will be the end.