“ Love gives the best of highsBut also the worst of hangovers. ”
I look up upon a sparsely starred abyssHaving wandered to this street cornerIn the middle of the nightWatching the cars and people go byWonderingIf this deep, black nothingnessIs the sum total of being human.
~ Justin Wetch
Under a night’s skyFilled with a hundred billion starsIs it so crazy to believeOur paths were destined to cross?
What a cruel irony it is, that we get to choose our thoughts but not our feelings.
You are my drug of choiceI know you’re no good for meAnd though I swear my lipsWill never touch you againHere we are, here we are.
