I don’t do it to be adored, I do it because my love keeps getting bigger and that’s what happens. So here we are again, words on a page, the voice that wants to be a hand, the bridge with no opposite side. Of all the people reading this, are you one of them? I have to believe you are. Sure, we invent each other. We agreed to that a long time ago.
"Me. You have me. Look, you were there for me last night. Sounds like you’re always there for me."