Why am I covered in feathers
Love is simply where it is.
We should have been wiser; we should have died yesterday.
The morning brought with it, if not a brighter outlook, at least a measure of control, some acceptance. Instinctively, I knew that the new tear in my heart would always ache. That was just going to be a part of me now.
You really should stay away from me.
Perhaps without the lows, the highs could not be reached.