#sammeans

And as I start to leave, he grabs me by the shoulder and he tells me: What's left to lose? You've done enough, and if you fail, well, then you fail, but not to us. 'Cause these last three years, I know they've been hard. But now it's time to get out of the desert and into the sun, even if it's alone.

I was on your porch. The smoke sank into my skin. So, I came and sat to be with you. We talked all night about everything you could imagine 'cause, come the morning, I'll be gone. And as our eyes start to close, I turn to you and let you know that I love you.