Sad movies don't make me cry. I sit there in the dark, with empathetic tears trailing down the faces around me, feeling a bit out of place, and a bit cold inside. - marandarussell.com
The future is yours and the present is mine, but it isn't all it might be. Things go wrong. I talk to myself. I can't explain it at all - whether I guess right or wrong, I can't be the first to speak - or the last. In the end, there is nothing I desire so much as to become nothing.
Country music soothing, sympathetic - acoustic guitar with a twang. Striking the heart - squeezing it like a juicer until the tears cleanse the wound.
I never knew the place I hold in your heart would be put up for rent. Eviction notice at my feet, I box up my things, leave the key, and search the world for shelter.
Fifty years from now,
a highly prized,
or even qualify as
I always was
ahead of my