Driving home through the countryside as the sun set,

Some time ago, we were speaking with friends who proclaimed ‘we miss you, it’s as if a piece of our heart were missing.’

Butterflies rest when it rains

Looking for special things inside

My aunt used to live in Paris

I want to draw you like my french girls.

How she is quiet before his robe falls

I want you to love Me. I want you to drip Desire.

> *Don’t Waste Any Time, There is Precious Little of it

I LOVE YOU

He told her He loved her.

Don’t let the shadow of the past prevent the grass of your future from growing.