I look at us and sincerely wonder how we got here...

Memory is a way of holding on to the things you...
oneself. Not being able to describe the heartache...

Not knowing, Always hoping... Wishing, Dreaming...
and Choosing... Heart over mind Vs. Mind over...

In such a hurry to sprout wings and fly away. The...
someone to listen, and a voice brave enough to...

If I could see you again, I would love you as if...