You Live A Thousand Lives When You

I’m Just Going To Do What I Want Now, And Let The Chips Fall Where They May.

The Way You Move — You Orient Yourself Around Him Without Even Thinking About It. When He Moves, Even A Little Bit, You Adjust Your Position At The Same Time. Like Magnets… Or Gravity. You’re Like A… Satellite, Or Something.

Bring On The Shackles - I'm Your Prisoner

Will You Be?” I Asked, Suddenly Anxious. “will You Really Be Here?” “as Long As You Want Me,” He Assured Me. “i'll Always Want You,” I Warned Him. “forever.

As If You Could Outrun Me.