Something always draws me back to you.
Why are you so ingrained in my heart...

I want to show you my sorrow
I want to show you my agony...

Now is to late to change it
hindsight is always 20/20, so...

And then it was...
existence came to be and so we live...

Honestly,
for whom does the world turn for...

What to do?
A daunting task strung above my head...

Chill tickles the toes.
Alarm...

To accomplish a simple something
It should be celebrated...

Glance through
Sole in light...