She Smelled Like Herself, Like The Wind

I Think Men Spend So Much Time Passing For Being Men.

I'm Like Everybody Else: Weak, Full Of Mistakes, But Basically Good.

And Because Love, Real Love, Is Not So Easily Shed.

You Know How It Is When You Get Back With Somebody You’ve Loved. It Felt Better Than It Ever Was, Better Than It Ever Could Be Again

In Another Universe I Probably Came Out Ok, Ended Up With Mad Novias And Jobs And A Sea Of Love In Which To Swim, But In This World I Had A Brother Who Was Dying Of Cancer And A Long Dark Patch Of Life Like A Mile Of Black Ice Waiting For Me Up Ahead.