I dreamt, vivid, I asked your han… conscious uncaring we whirl togeth… Is it too much to ask for such a c… I know I have asked, and you said… But it’s not easy to drop affectio…

Never judge a book by it’s cover? Want me to bow to your proverbial… Keep spitting your self satisfied… I’ll judge a book by it’s cover I’ll gaze at the wrinkled spine

Let it go? Stop holding on? Do you see my hands grasping someo… If only it were so simple, I’d let go by mere principle! I was told, like two spent swimmer…

'Bred to a harder thing than trium… Failure then? That I can do! With a glint in my eye and a smile… I can hold back the inadequacy

Staring out the office window at the office window across a butterfly flit through a small gap in the window immediately regretting the decisio…

A table, covered in bills and book… A bowl of cereal scattered cables And mugs of tea, coffee and I’m out of orange juice Missing screws and balancing badly

Its almost too cliché a broken heart shaped necklace shattered glass in the corner with a naked wire frame But I can imagine