apple of my eye.

tear old photographs off the wall.
toss the letters.
whisper condolences to those who won't ever know better.

pats on the back for people in love.
because happy is the state that's hard.
you've got something to work for and everything to lose.

but
the sweetest fear is that which is shared by two and worked on by both.

so
push away your past.
the one who gives you butterflies - let them in.



old photographs mean nothing
when he's worth
1,000 words
and double the kisses.