I use to tell myself you can have her
Cause you've already taken her from me...
NOT BORN FROM THE ROYAL HOUSE
Each nocturnal, I lean closer...
LITTLE THINGS
It’s all those little things you do every day...
THE COMPLICATIONS OF THE JOURNEY
The bid, “he is sightless...
You were controlling,
And I was young and naive...
They say love is like a rose but ours is an
entire garden. Carefully plucked, harvested...
my pregnant wife sleeps in the heat of the...
dead moths crumble on the office window sill...
The distance is worth it.
It will build us stronger...
Pre-dawn heading to the airport
the hidden sun casts a yellow haze...
I vividly recall
your demure smile...
I'm not perfect.
When I wake up in the morning my hair is a mess...
Me, I'm still looking at that long distance memory...
Questioning that rain is wet? Your smile let me...