And she said 'losing love is like a window in your heart.'

A man walks down the street It's a street in a strange world Maybe it's the third world Maybe it's his first time around ... He looks around around He sees ang…

How can you live in the Northeast? How can you live in the South? How can you build on the banks of a river when the flood water pours from the mouth? How can …

There were incidents and accidents There were hints and allegations...

But then to wake and find it flown, The dream of happiness destroyed, To find myself unloved, alone, What tongue can speak the dreary void? A heart whence warm…

Absence from whom we love is worse than death, And frustrate hope severer than despair.

Love doesn't go away because we want it to, but remains even when it becomes a searing pain, leaving the heart a desert of bitter remorse and grief for joy, a …