Everything is safely stored in the Archives
He loved you.
But he didn’t give up anything to do it. What kind of love is that?
All the nights reflecting in our chance connecting
help me find the meaning in the life I had with you.
I know,
someday I might be looking around, trying to find some purpose.
Well, purpose can’t be that hard to find, as long as I’ve got the wind, the wind and your love to carry me.
Excuse me, are you lost? Perhaps you would care to visit the site map