I wonder if I’ll ever have the Pleasure of waking up next to him or listening to his heart beat

July moon and everyone went a little crazy drug crave sex craze

I’m searching for my heart is it lurking under the floor boards

I’ll paint this tin can and tie a little string Hang it on the receiver and I’ll be ready

remember me, pencil and paper? we used to be the best of friends

There are two lovers on the couch I sit behind. Their faces just inches apart, holding one another with endless tears and muted words. I feel the fear and uncertainty in the energy they...

I love my hands the most wrapped i… collective strands of her hair her body is so slender,

with the simple fact that she’s asleep on my arm.