"You will be, the only one."
His voice never faltered, never cracked...

The stigma of your eyes
unnerves me as I fumble...

Put down your drink, whatever it is, set it aside.
I know you seek comfort now but will you be...

There is nothing gentle about this, this...
You can be belong somewhere...

Marilynn, was your story ever composed?
Did you live without any guitar chords...

Their portrait just arrived and their smiles
digitally mock me...

With good intentions, she builds a doll house,
a place constructed by clumsy fingertips and an...

A frail bookworm studied the rules of passing
on the solid yellow lines of Whimsworth and Third...

Questioning everything I do,
I don't trust myself to radiate...

Lavender cardigan, vanilla
shawl, black satin dress...

Everyday,
I leave this house parched...

It's simply nerves you say...
but there's still three more summers...