I Dont Think Ignorance Is A Way

She Liked To Imagine That When She Passed The World Looked After Her, But She Also Knew How Anonymous She Was.

Hey, Ocean Eyes,” My Father Said. “where’d You Go On Us?

Each Time I Told My Story, I Lost A Bit, The Smallest Drop Of Pain.

I Have Never Been Shy About Listening To The Input Of Others And Weighing It Seriously.

If I Had But An Hour Of Love,if That Be All That Is Given Me,an Hour Of Love Upon This Earth,i Would Give My Love To Thee.