I could not fathom the notion
That you thought of me too...
If there was a good time to die
It would be in February...
Life lingers beyond our fingers
to a place of disgrace...
insufferable
smart Alec saved his friendships...
She is red - ablaze with a passion so vibrant in...
She is orange - refreshingly sweet as her words...
A friend ship where someone says its ok but you...
Thank you
for taking something...
Let it be summer again
I am tired of the winter...
If I bury you in my subconscious,
What part of you would I forget...