~ Tom Waits
Happiness hit her like a bullet in the back.
There's a ghost in my mouth and it talks in my sleep, wraps itself around my tongue as it softly speaks.
~ Florence + the Machine
Waking up without you is like drinking from an empty cup.
Is he dark enough - enough to see your light? . . . does he drive you wild, or just mildly free?
Loving is fine if you have plenty of time for walking on stilts at the edge of your mind.
Called to see if your back was still aligned and your sheets were growing grass out of the corners of your bed.
~The Airborne Toxic Event