Don't You Cry

p as I come in. Her hair is down

I think that I do, this sense of familiarity and comfort that slips into a relationship over time, completely trampling all excitement and passion.

Maybe she’s just plain crazy, though it doesn’t make me like her any less.

I’d take death over abandonment any old day of the week.

But as it turns out, being smart doesn’t always get you where you need to go. Sometimes you need guts, too.

It’s human nature to hold a grudge.

All my life I dreamed some girl would come to me in the middle of the night, and now here she is.

out of sight, but never out of mind.

It’s all just fun and games until somebody gets hurt.

She has a name.
But she doesn’t tell me what it is.