“Its been years or maybe just months any day without you feels like eternity.”

Like broken clocks we lost our time you moved on but left me behind.

I am not lost I am simply wandering finding my own path creating my own future.

The real damage isn’t something you can touch, its not something you can see. The real damage is in the way I walk its in the way I speak.

One day the waves will crash around me and take my soul to sea. For on that day death will surround me watching happily.

I opened up to you like a butterfly in the spring but you rained on me and broke my wings.

I haven’t cried in a while it feels like my tears have dried. But I miss you more than my eyes could ever cry.

I try my best to mean what I say. But it seems to be that my words are too big for my voice to speak.

I love you in a way I’ve never been able to love or be loved.

I hope happiness fills you until the shores that surround you overflow and wash away your pain.

I was damaged in your eyes you were damaged in mine. Funny how we found each other as all damaged people do.

Sometimes I sit and think about all of the things I’ve lost and I ask the universe why it takes good things from me.

I’m an actor to your floating palace, me in my truest form would drown you.

Come hold me like this earth holds the sky.

And when it rains think of me. Remember all the things we used to be.

Do we always love more in retrospect? Do we always regret more moving forward?

Never again will I hand deliver my heart to a man holding flowers when the thorns cut me deeper than the flowers ever made me happy.

It doesn’t really matter what chords I play, what words I say or time of day it is, as it’s only a Northern Song.

I’ve learned… that just one person saying to me, ‘You’ve made my day!’ makes my day.

Often the wicked prosper, while the righteous starve; yet I would never exchange my state for theirs, my virtue for their gold. For mine endures, while riches change their owner every day.

I grow old learning something new every day.

In every single day, in every walk of life, ordinary people do extraordinary things. Ordinary People accomplish Extraordinary things.

If you laugh, you think, and you cry, that’s a full day.

A day that I don’t learn something new is a wasted day.

Looking hard for a drive in, searching for a corner cafe, where the hamburgers sizzle on an open grill night and day.