I lean; open the window, to feel the breeze rise up through my chest, and touch my cheeks. Dogs wander;
You don’t have to do it alone. No matter what it is; or how you feel; if you are right
In my room there is a double bed, in the place I’ve made my stay; And on one pillow sits
You met her in an unusual circumstance.
It wasn’t the traditional place people meet, it wasn’t even a good story – but it wasn’t the beginning of the story that mattered anyway.