The Repeat

That song you keep playing is nothing but a photograph you look at with your ears. 

The Hidden Meanings

For some reason, a long time ago, you and I sat down and said that on this day, we would set everything aside and try to find some meaning in the chaos of the world around us. 

So in spite of the people who will fight around you, the family members who'll argue, the one's who'll tell you it's all a waste of time and money, on your own or with someone else, you go out there and you find a moment. One serene, beautiful moment when the world and everything in it makes sense. It's rare. And it doesn't get handed to you on a platter. Which is why you've got an entire day to look for it.

The Point At Which

Sometimes I think the only reason you stay in contact with me is to let me know how "well" you're doing now that you've moved on. 

I'm happy for you. Now fuck off. 

The Time We Were

Do you remember when we were vampires? Do you remember when we ran through the streets at night, our heads back, laughing and screaming, so alive it felt like we owned the world? Do you remember? 

Do you remember me?

The Things I Say Before I Go

I pray you're ok. That it's ok. I pray all the parts of you that I remember are still there. I pray that you're happy. Even if it's not with me. 

The More Than Three

Wish you were here. Wish I was there. Wish it was different. Wish wishes came true.

I'd wish you back.

The Only Time It's True

It's not you. It's me.