You Have A Choice In This World,

At Some Point We All Look Up And Realize We Are Lost In A Maze.

I Wanted More Time So We Could Fall In Love.

Some People Have Lives; Some People Have Music.

There Is Always The Risk: Something Is Good And Good And Good And Good, And Then All At Once It Gets Awkward. All At Once, She Sees You Looking At Her, And Then She Doesn't Want To Joke Around With You Anymore, Because She Doesn't Want To Seem Flirty, Because She Doesn't Want You To Think She Likes You. It's Such A Disaster, Whenever, In The Course Of Human Relationships, Someone Begins To Chisel Away At The Wall Of Separation Between Friendship And Kissing.

Maybe This Time She Wanted To Be Found, And To Be Found By Me.