A Sigh/Winter Approaches

I wrote this for my bestfriend, the first minute is bullshit, but it gets better. I promise

I keep playing guitar and hoping that I can find you in the strumming. I can't.
I keep singing and hoping that I'll find you in the writing. I can't.

I want more than anything, to clean myself off and rinse you away. I've been trying so hard. Can you tell?