He loved you.
But he didn’t give up anything to do it. What kind of love is that?
...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…
...The earth that is the space between,
I’d banish it from under me, to get to you.
Your unexpected love provides my solitary“s suicide…
oh I wish I knew…
Excuse me, are you lost? Perhaps you would care to visit the site map