Mad.
We're mad for each other...

It was almost as if I were dead.
My bones felt so heavy...

Do you remember last summer
when we explored parts of the city...

Honey, you cannot erase a hurricane,
the winds cannot be slowed...

Poetry can be anything you want,
anything in the world...

Smell of smoke mixed with lavender-
Tears marked her face, but a smile graced her...