Sunflowers are letting winter
into their color...

Everybody in that lobby
heard the cries of joy coming...

Wait, was that a gun?
You honestly couldn't tell...

You're such a
pampered star...

You knew.
That's why you reoccured...

When you
were waiting in that car...

I still find comfort
in the way you run your fingers...

This thirst reminds me
of winter...

I saw him a broken nightingale
with sparkleless eyes and sparkleless...

I've been composing for us
a night...

Tonight I'll put you in
the eyes of an Eastern child and close...

There are mornings
when I wake up...