this room has so many windows   too many windows   I've sat and watched the trees framed to fade outside   I hope the seasons treat you well   I hope the seasons treat you kind   as kind as I never was   as comforting as I never could be   I saw 2 fake long stemmed roses   on the windshield of a car   September come please take this heart away   all of these windows   bring in the cold air   I hope you have a coat   to keep you warm   warmer than those last times we spoke   warmer than the last words we said   I'm sure the wind blows gently on you now   I hope that nothing will ever remind you of me   glue that faded photo on a worn out journal page   it reads September come, please take this heart away