“Ah, but a man’s reach should exceed his grasp, Or what’s a heaven for?”
When I see you, I really see you upside down. But my brain knows better—it picks you up and turns you around.
...i’ve got a story; it’s almost finished.. now all i need is someone to tell it to—maybe that’s you. .... you should just be here; be with me here. it doesn’t seem there’s hope for me—i let you down.. but i won’t give in now, not for any amount.
...Excuse me, are you lost? Perhaps you would care to visit the site map