domingo, março 21

sunsets never were so bright

and the skies never so blue.

please don't tell me that I'm dreaming, when all I ever wanted was to dream another sunset with you.

sábado, março 6

if I could gather up the nerve

I'd put my feelings into words.
and if I weren't so young or stupid or restless,
I might be able to just soon forget this.

just forget this.