Still unable to throw off that teaching a heart left abandoned unable to get inside that empty space nerves freezing that unconcealed sadness?
ready and waiting ready and tired of waiting this happiness hovers for a while opaque..
invited in practically drawn in by something facing the exit of this hiding place who is it? that went in..
an acute sensitivity is not simply a madness an acute sensitivity to the resonance of i love you teaches us just a little something it's not that we can't do something it's just that we haven.
