Her Vulnerability Is Open, But She’s Safe

I Know It Was More Than That. But It Was Also Less Than That, Too.

The Way You're Singing In Your Sleep The Way You Look Before You Leap The Strange Illusions That You Keep You Don't Know But I'm Noticing The Way Your Touch Turns Into Arcs The Way You Slide Into The Dark The Beating Of My Open Heart You Don't Know But I'm Noticing

You’d Think That Silence Would Be Peaceful. But Really, It’s Painful.

What I Learned The Well-documented Difference Between Alone And Lonely The Comfort Of Knowing

To Love--to Fall--is Not A Question. To Touch--to Kiss--to Speak--those Are Questions.