If being sane means that you can't play in the ice and slush
at night
in shorts and a t-shirt . . .
then I'd rather be crazy!!!

When I said I love you, did you think I was lying?

You left me alone, now inside . . . I'm dying.

If we're friends forever, and we were meant to always be together, then . . . why, Dragonfly, am I so alone??