Three long years and your favorite man, Is that any way to say hello? And you hold me like you’ll never let me go
Author Archives: nails
cause it’s hard to think that I’ll never get a chance to hold you
Ghosts go along with us until the end
Into the drear oblivion of lost things.
health and hope have gone the way of love
The golden wine is drunk, the dregs remain
We always thought that we would never change
Abandon hope
Where did it go? Where did it go?
birds fall from the sky, broken voices call us home, youthful dreams are dashed against the transience of life
My life is a hashtag 