the car radio gives out as you drive far away i feel like my heart’s a radio and maybe love’s the same way as time passes by like the night and the day maybe love doesn’t last maybe it, too,...

hello, stranger how was your week? how are your classes? how did you sleep? you used to tell me about every day now i sit alone wondering away how was your week? how are your classes? how did you...

There’s a moth that keeps trying to land on my heart. I don’t know if it’s lost or in love. Sometimes I think it’s a person; someone who once whispered to me, “Don’t fall asleep yet. The sky’s...

The Golden Gate Bridge is not made of real gold. That much, I know. Maybe everyone knows that. Maybe everyone knows a thousand things I don’t, but the world seems to be keeping secrets from me. I don’t...

tender is the heart that weeps with the morning rain tender is the heart that has felt too much pain tender is the skin that has bled but not been stitched tender are the bones that have been broken...