Whenever I am unsure of myself, of how I should feel or of where I'm supposed to go, I comfort myself in the thought that we'll be together soon.
Excuse me if I'm taking the long route home, but believe me, if I knew a shortcut, I'd have been knocking on your door long ago.
I wish I could just sit tight and say forever, like I could before. But I cannot anymore... at least not yet now. I'm sorry for being a sissy... I wish I could be braver.
I think I may be blind sometimes, stupid even, and I don't know who is who. I know I've seen you before, but I can barely remember. Just promise me if you recognize me, you'll never let me go.
My lips are bleeding...
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