It's such a colossal effort not to be haunted by what's lost, but to be enchanted by what was.
I suddenly feel left out of a future that isn't even going to happen.
Dreams change, yes, that makes sense, but I didn't know dreams could hide inside a person.
The sky is everywhere, it begins at your feet.
Someone might as well roll up the whole sky, pack it away for good.
Our tongues have fallen madly in love and gotten married and moved to Paris.