He’ll Have To Prove It To You.

Maybe Language Is Kind, Giving Us These Double Meanings. Maybe It's Trying To Teach Us A Lesson, That We Can Always Be Two Things At Once.

It Scares Me How Hard It Is To Remember Life Before You. I Can't Even Make The Comparisons Anymore, Because My Memories Of That Time Have All The Depth Of A Photograph. It Seems Foolish To Play Games Of Better And Worse. It's Simply A Matter Of Is And Is No Longer.

I Measure The Moment In The Heartbeats I Skip

Here's What Breaks Us: Even Though We Know Better, We Still Want Everything To Be All Right.

Now When I Have To Remember A Date, All I Have To Do Is Consult My Rap Sheet.