There Is No Before. There Is Only

Popularity's A Weird Thing. You Can't Really Define It, And It's Not Cool To Talk About, But You Know It When You See It. Like A Lazy Eye, Or Porn.

Love: A Single Word, A Wispy Thing, A Word No Bigger Or Longer Than An Edge.

I Love You. They Can't Take It Away.

The First One, We’ll Name Blue.

I Said, I Prefer The Ocean When It's Gray. Or Not Really Gray. A Pale, In-between Color. It Reminds Me Of Waiting For Something Good To Happen.