A Flood Of Emotions Rushes Into Me.

Everything Seemed Good, But I Knew It Had The Potential To Be Awful.

I Take A Slow Sip Of Lukewarm Coffee, Reopen The Book, And Read The Words Scribbled In Red Ink Near The Top: Everyone Needs An Olly-olly-oxen-free.

Maybe It's Not As Important To You As It Was For Me, But That's Not For You To Decide.

Could Be My Soul Mate / Two Kindred Spirits / Maybe We're Not / I Guess We'll Never / Know

You Can Hear Rumors. But You Can't Know Them.