I was the dim light left on between late nights and early mornings.
I have everything to give and yet the very best part of me is left where he's living.
They say the person you think of when you're standing in front of the sea is who you're in love with.
Sometimes I wonder sometimes I don't. Maybe when I'm older I'll be brave enough to bear it.
Poetry can be hard for some people because it reminds us that there's no dignity in it.
If my restless ocean heart was a poem without directions, who would guide me by the noble bearings without shame?
It is always on a Sunday afternoon when I am in pain.
Are we in love are we insane are we strangers are we the rain.
