The boogeyman sleeps on your side of the bad Whispers in my ear :"Better of Dead" Fills my dreams with sirens and lights of regret Kisses me gently when i wake up in a sweat "boo!

You meet people, you part ways, sometimes you cross paths again. Mostly, you don't.

But I also know that sometimes Adam needs to do things the dramatic way. He is fond of the Grand Gesture

I'm not choosing, but I'm running out of fight.

Love is not something you protect. It’s something you risk.

Really? Was that how you quit me?

And if I'm not forgiven, then at least I'm understood.