That kid did his best, because he believed that the man deserved a fighting chance.
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Honest Tea
Sit with me. Let’s have a cup of honest tea, and figure out exactly where we’re meant to be.
A Monopoly on Madness
At the end of the night, we all must pay our tab. And when the money runs out, all that’s left is everything we’re running from.
Ashes to the Wind
And though I have spread your ashes to the wind, I have always held on to the parts of you that could never be burned by fire. The parts of you that live in the kindness of my best smile.
Fear of Light
I’m trying so hard to forgive myself, for all the things that were never my fault.
Watercolor Chaos
I asked your heart to hold still so I could paint you in my dreams; knowing all along, that I love the way watercolor runs in the rain.
Impossible Odds
Please… Let me torture myself a little longer, so that I don’t forget what it feels like to fall in love.
Sweetest Dreams
Maybe someday, I might show up, in your sweetest dreams…
Wonderful Wandering
I often wonder, about the world in your mind… I know its colors, are unlike anything I’ve ever seen before…
The Wanderer
The madness, might grip my soul, and crumble me like the ten-page love letter I never sent to my high school sweet heart.