He still emails me drunk-
Upset that he doesn’t know who you are and...
Love doesn’t protect pride and ego.
It protects our core. Our souls... our...
The ghost of your fingers in my hair comforted me...
A reminder that even though the world feels...
Just when I thought
Under all these smiles are lies...
There is a river I return to
not because it waits for me...
What am I supposed to do?
How am I meant to get through this without you...
To be what is left
When everyone has taken what they wanted...
Coming up sweet Jesus, coming up,
Coming up sweet Jesus, coming up...
Between the Hormuz
and the Bab al-Mandab Straits...