The thought of you haunt's me, as I lay my tiring...
Provoking fear within my soul, as I toss and turn...

Across miles and miles
of oceans you flew...

Evening air tickles against the back of her neck.
In the face of the wind...

All of this is going to make you freak. So prepare...
Somewhere deep amid the scenic solitude. All alone...

Pieces of my world scatter.
As I grasp to my last bit of hope...

First look, First touch, First kiss.
Fate was my guiding light...

As I lay within my truth, capturing thought.
Butterflies flutter above like confetti...

How does it get better?
Knowing the moment...

When we argue, I find
myself in despair...