Hurt Tends To Drown Out Sorry.

Maybe This Time She Wanted To Be Found, And To Be Found By Me.

She Left Me Enough To Rediscover The Great Perhaps.

A Taste So Profound And Complex That It Can't Even Be Compared To Other Tastes, Only To Emotions. Cheesy Waffles, I Was Thinking, Tastes Like Love Without The Fear Of Love's Dissolution.

All Salvation Is Temporary

There Is Always The Risk: Something Is Good And Good And Good And Good, Then All At Once It Gets Awkward.