I Can Flirt With The Best Of

Breathing, N You Had Asthma As A Child, Had To Carry Around An Inhaler. But When You Grew Older, It Went Away. You Could Run For Miles And It Was Fine. Sometimes I Worry That This Is Happening To Me In Reverse. The Older I Get, The More I Lose My Ability To Breathe.

And Who Am I To Blow Against The Wind?

The World, Right Now, Is Only Us.

Apparel, N.: There Are Times I Don’t Mind Doing The Laundry, Because Folding Your Clothes Reminds Me Of The Shape Of You.

We Stay This Way Until Twilight Colours The Window And The Hour Calls Me Home