Forget his name, forget his face,
forget his kiss and warm embrace...
And I'm making this last, like it's my last...
cut the filter off, this is something I won't...
we sat at the back of beyond-
where we listened to the moon...
We had the same hands,
but different lives...
This is the story of a boy and girl,
new to love but they were each others world...
I sit here thinking of you,
smiling and wondering what your up to...
It started from "what's your name?"
to "how was your day?"...
1. Know how to make her smile when she's down
2. When a girl says she's sad, but she isn't...
To Misty Flower
Your birthday is...
Following the seemingly irreversible strangled...
It’s not the fear of losing yourself that haunts...
If you were dragged backwards
through a storm you would...
But what is love
And do we know...