Birds I have to remind myself that some birds aren't meant to be caged. Their feathers are just too bright. And when they fly away, the part of you that knows it was a sin to lock them up DOES rejoice. Still the place you live in is much more drab and empty that they're gone. I guess I just miss my friend.'
I Heard What You Said I'm not the silly romantic you think. I don't want the heavens or shooting stars. I don't want gemstones or gold. I have those things already. I want... A steady hand. A kind soul. I want to fall asleep and wake knowing my heart is safe. I want to love and be loved'