Even after all this time the sun never says to the earth, “you owe me.” Look what happens with a love like that. It lights the whole sky.

...But that’s disregard. You find another friend and you discard as you lose the argument in a cable car, hanging above as the canyon comes between…

I’m talented at breathing, especially exhaling, so that my chest will rise and fall with yours.
I am fairly agile.. I can bend and not break. Or I can break and take it with a smile.
I’m talented with reason, I cover all the angles.. I can fail before I ever try.