I Say Good-bye To The Part Of

I Wake Up Feverish, Sore, Uncomfortable. Is It Sickness Or Is It Heartbreak? I Can't Tell. The Thermometer Says I'm Normal, But I'm Clearly Not.

She Is So Lost In Her Sadness That She Has No Idea How Visible It Is.

The Older You Get, The Wiser You Are - This Is True. But You Also Question What Use This Wisdom Is.y

By The Time I Got There, You’d Already Decided. And I Quickly Decided To Let You Decide. You Were Already Seeing The Rooms As Ours, And That Was Enough For Me.

Gravity, N. I Imagine You Saved My Life. And Then I Wonder If I'm Just Imagining It.