5.29.2007

May 25, 2007

It was a perfect night, one that you couldnt see the city lights. One that your path was lit by the moon. One that your heart might open up just enough. And from his mouth came a song of redemption, a song of new life, a song of perfection...or a lack thereof.

May 18, 2007

If I were to never close my eyes, might tomorrow never come?

May 15, 2007

Long goodbyes and longer kisses, do you remember when it was all butterflies? Butterflies.

5.15.2007

May 14, 2007

Lullabies and lonely places - I think I might stay awhile and listen to that song.

5.06.2007

May 2, 2007

If you get stuck in your own perspective, you might never really understand anything.