It's not something you take it's given

On the way to the airport with stay playing. The other day I was thinking about next Saturday. When Cheryl would be taking the plane and how it would be like and it was. It was just sad. Love makes one weak. The only people I feel comfortable loving is my family and friends and I think that's really enough. Enough to bring down the gates behind your eyes and to completely shut your air pipe and wish for just one thing. Stay.