Sail "Sail away with me " the ocean calls "I'll be enough" My poor soul it convinces. I wanted to be to you But it always demanded payment That we called love My all to you I'd give But still I'd never be enough You'd still chose her.
sat down on the brown carpet remember it? sat right in the middle of our living room to cry it seemingly was my favorite breakdown place "catch a grip," I told myself " what have I to gain thinking about you?" "misery and heartbreaks," I answered somehow it felt better, this misery kept me to... Continue Reading →