Forte is French… for blanket fort.
There is a point when tears don't work to wash things away anymore. Grabbing for breath has now broken my fingers.
We can stick anything into the fog and make it look like a ghost.
If I didn't have so much of this life all wrong I would have gotten it right by now.
We both spend our money on things that break too easily like… people.
I would fall in love with you if you would beat these people out of me.