Thinking of you is a poison I drink often. 

She was not for everyone but she was for me. 

Time is all we have and don’t. 

What a strange world. We trade our days for things.

Our songslive longer thanour kingdoms.

She was another broken doll dreaming of a boy with glue. 

Don't ask her to be a rock for you to lean uponinstead, build her wingsand point her to the skyand she will teach you both to fly.

She wore the moonlight like lingerie. 

The prettiest girls shine brightest in the dark.