I Say Good-bye To The Part Of

You're Giving Up. You're Slipping Into Being Miserable And If You Are Being Miserable, Then It's All About You Again. But It's Not All About You. Love Doesn't Work That Way.

They Don’t Have Silences Together; They Have Noise. Mostly His.

I Never Understood Why Anyone Would Have Sex On The Floor. Until I Was With You And I Realized: You Don't Realize You're On The Floor.

Anchor, V.: I Drift, I Drift, I Drift, You Stay.

So What Else Can I Tell You?" I Asked. "i Mean, To Get You To Reveal Lily To Me.